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HARTFORD    SELECTION 

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H    Y    M    N    S. 

KROM     TllL    MOST    APPROVED    AUTHORS. 
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Compiled  by 

NataIan  Strong,  Abel  Flint,  and  Josepm 
Steward. 


Published  according  to  A61  of  Coiigres? 


UARTFORD  :    PRINTED    BY    JOHN    BASCOCK. 
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F     R     E     F     A     C     E. 

THERE  are  extant  many  Hym7t  Bockj  c:u- 
iain'mg  excellent  Hyinits  and  Spiritual  Songs,  I'j'f- 
hooks  have  their  refpeSiive  excellencies^  and  gi'vc  a-- 
dit  to  their  authors  or  compilers.  The  demand  j or 
books  of  this  kind  having  been  very  great  oflate^  O'w- 
ing  to  the  happy  revival  of  religion  in  many  toiua- 
in  New-England,  fever al  book-fellers  applied  i^ 
the  Editors  for  ad-vice,  ivhich  of  the  many  fleczicn^ 
of  hymns  extant  it  ivoidd  he  moji  advifahle  to  re-- 
print.  On  revietvlirg  different,  compilations ,  rviih  c: 
vietv  of  anfveri'g  this  quefiGn^  the  Editors  conceiv- 
ed that  a  volume  might  be  compiled  better  adapted  i . 
the  tafe  of  pioiis  minds  in  this  country  than  any  ihi\. 
have  feen.  They  ivere  urged  to  attempt  fuch  a  felec- 
tion  by  hool-fellers,  and  alfo  by  feveral  p^ 
An  additional  motive  to  this  attempt  ivas.^  atTel 
ction  that  a  fmcll  fum  of  money  raight  be  annuau^ 
raifeJ,  from  lie  file  of  the  bocks,  fv  the  f'j  ^  .: 
Missionaries  in  the  neio feitlements. 

In  making  this  feleSiion,  the  Editors  have  endrc- 
vored  to  adapt  it  to  the  ife  of  Chrifians  in  their  cl.ij  ■ 
ets,  fcniiUiS,  and  private  religious  meetings  ;  ani 
alfo  to  the  feelings  of  perfns  in  every  fate  of  religi' 
ous  imprefin. 

The  hywns  of  Dr.  WaTTS,  that  frfl  of  unii - 
fpircd  divine  posts ^  are  fo  univcrfally  difperf^-d-)  ai:  t 


:.:  fuch  gsn-rnl  uj}f  that  a  lefs  number  have  he.'n  taken 
from  him  than  ivould <,iheriv'ife  have  heoi  the  cafe. 
This  "jolume  is  compiled principall^froyn  Newton, 
CowpER,  Doddridge,  Rippon's  SeleBion^  and 
tilers  not  in  common  ufs.  It  contains  aljufcveral  cri- 
vlncl  hymn.fy  andi  rr.cny  ivbicb  have  }ie"jer  appeared 
;  ar.y  booh  of  divine  Jongs. 

It  ivill  be  ohferved^  upon  coTr.parir.g  thefe  hymns 
nv'dh  the  'volumes  from  nvhich  they  are  taken ^  that  a 
numhei-  have  been  abridged,  ar.d  foms  lines  altered, 
^'h;  c;d-;  apology  ivhicb  the  Editors  ha-ve  to  maiefer 
this  is,  that,  in  their  judgment,  ftch  abridgements 
and  alterations  render  this  •volume  better  adapted  to 
the  if  s  for  ivhich  it  iveie  defign^d. 

In  this  f'leSiicn  many  f.ugular  metres  ivill  be fr^unJ, 
tunes  adapted  to  ivhich  are  contained  in  the  Harmo- 
KIA  CoELESTIS,  a   'volume   of  mujic  notv  publ'fh" 
ivg  in  Hartford,  by  Mr.  Benjamin. 
Hertford,  July  3,   !']<)')• 


THE 
HARTFORD  SELECTION 


HYMNS. 


HYMN     I.    Long  Metfe. 
7be  Unity  of  Gd.     Deut.  vi.  4. 

ETERNAL  God !  Almighty  caufe 
'   Of  earth  and  feas  and  worlds  unknown  : 
All  things  are  fubjedl  to  thy  lav/s  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone, 
a  Thy  glorious  being  fingly  ftands, 
Of  all  w:thin  itfelf  poffeft  ; 
Control'd  by  none  are  thy  co^nmands  ; 
Thou  from  thyfelf  alone  urt  blefl. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourfelvts  we  owe  ; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  due  homage  pay  ; 
All  other  Gods  we  difavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  fway. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  thro'  heathen  land: 
T'^-ir  idol-deities  dethrone  ; 

Reduce  the  world  to  thy  command. 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 


,5_]  H  Y  M  N     1 1. 

HYMN    II.      C.    iVr. 

The  DoSiri/ie  of  the  Trinity  ^  and  thd  life  cf  it, 
Eph.  ii.  18. 
I,  FATHER  of  glory,  to  thy  name 

Immortal  praile  we  give, 
Y»'"Lo  cloft  an  acl  cf  grace  proclaim; 

And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honor  to  theSon, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  ceafe  ; 
Our  lives  he  raufom'd  with  his    T>^vni 

^'\nd  dy  Vi  to  make  oi^r  peace. 

To  thy  Almighty  Spirit  be 
Immortal  glory  given, 
Vrr-ofs  influence  brings  lis  near  to  thee. 
And  trains  us  t:p  for  Heaven, 

4  Let  men,  v/itli  their  united  voice, 
Adore  th*  eternal  God, 

And  fpread  his  honors  and  their  joys. 
Through  nations  far  abroad, 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 
Oiiie  general  fong  to  raife  ; 

Let  faints  in  earth  an.d  Heaven  ccm'bin^j 
In  harmony  and  praife. 


HYMi^r    ill=       3L.    M. 
Tks  Eternity  f  <3o>l,  and  Man's  MoriMity. 

1  LORD,  thou  liaft  been  thy   children'^  Go4, 
AU-powerful,  v/il'e  and  good,  and  juft, 

In  every  age  their  fafe  abode, 

Their  hope,  their  refuge,  and  thei/  truff, 

2  Fifor-^  thy  word  cave  nature  birth, 
Or  fpread  the  ftarry  heavens  abroad. 


HYMN     IV. 

Oi  form'r!  tlie  varied  face  of  earth, 
From  evcrlafling  thou  art  God. 

3  Great  father  of  eternity, 
How  fhort  are  ages  in  thy  fight ! 

A  thoufard  years,  how  fwift  they  fly, 
Like  one  faort  filcnt  watch  of  n;ght ! 

4  Uncertain  hfe,  hov/  foon  it  flies! 
Dream  of  an  hour,  how  fliort  our  bloom! 
Likefpring'  s  gay  verdure  now  v/e  rife. 
Cut  down  ere  night  to  iBll  the  tomb. 

5  Teach  ns  to  ccnnt  our  fhort'ning  days, 
And  With  true  diligence  apply 

Our  hearts  to  wifdom's  facred  ways, 
ll^at  we  may  leani  to  live  and  die. 

HYMN    IV.       c.    M. 

The  Itifnite   Gou. 

1  THY  names,  how  infaiite  they  be ! 
Gnat  Everlafling one  ! 

Boundiefs  thy  might  and  majcfty, 
And  unconfin'd  thy  throne. 

2  Thy  glories  fliine  of  wond'rons  fize. 
And  wond'rous  large  thy  grace  ; 

Immortal  day  breaks  from  thine  eyes. 
And  Gabi-iel  veils  his  face. 

5  Thine  eflence  is  a  vail  abyfs, 

Wliich  angels  ca.itiot  sound. 
An  ocean  of  infinities, 

Wliere  all  our  ti". oughts  are  ciown'-j. 
4  The  ir  yfleries  of  creation  lie 

Ikncath  etiUghteri'd  mind..  ; 
Thoaights  can  afcend  above  d;-»  iV-- 

Aiid  By  bdbro  tie  vrluJi- 


8—]  HYMN    V. 

5  Reafon  may  grafp  the  maffy  hills, 
And  ftretch  fioni  pole  to  pole, 

But  half  thy  name  our  fpirit  fills, 
And  overlo  ads  our  foul. 

6  In  vain  our  haughty  reafon  fwells. 
For  nothing's  found  in  thee 

But  bounc'Iels  uiconceivables, 
And  vafi  eternity. 


HYMN    V.      c.   M. 

*TIje  Omni^Jiefi'tice  and  Omnifchnce  of  God> 

P  aim  cxxxix. 

1  LORD,  thou  with  an  unerring  beam 

Survey  .'^.  all  my  powers  ; 
My  rifmg  fieps  are  watch'  d  by  thee, 

By  thee,  my  refting  hours. 

Z  My  thoughts,  fcarce  ftruggling  into  blith, 
Great  God,  arc  known  to  tht;e; 

Ahroadj  at  home,  ftill  I'm  hiclo-'d 
With  thine  immenfity. 

3  To  thee  the  labyrinths  of  hfc 
In  open  view  appear  ; 

Nor  fir.  Jo  a  whifpcr  from  m>  iip.N 
Without  thy  liilening  ear. 

4  Behind  I  glance,  and  thou  art  therc^; 
Before  me  fliincs  thy  name  ; 

And  'tis  thy  ftrorg  almighty  hand 
Suftains  my  tender  frame, 

5  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vairj  efTay^ 
Of  my  aftonifh'd  mind ; 

Nor  can  my  reafon 's  foaring  eye 
Its towerin":  iummit  find. 


H  Y  M  M     V!.  [—9 

HYMN    VI.       C.    M. 
Gocfs  Dominion  and  Decrees. 
1  KEEP  filence  all  created  things, 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ; 
My  foul  ftands  trembling,  while  fhe  fings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

Z  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  : 
lie  uts  on  no  precarious  throne, 

Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 
Wiih  all  the  fates  of  men, 

With  every  angel's  form  and  fize, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
And  makes  his  counfels  fhine ; 

Each  opening. leaf,  and  every  ftroke 
Fulfils  fome  deep  defign. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  negle<fled  worms 
To  fceptres  and  a  crown  ; 

And  there,  the  follov/irg  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  afks  the  reafou  why, 
Nor  God,  the  reafon  gives  ; 

Nor  dares  the  favorite  angel  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  fee 
My  fate  with  curious  eye?, 

What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me. 
Or  v/hat  bright  fcenes  may  rife. 

•^  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grac?, 

O  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  fome  humble  place, 

Beneath  my  Lprd  tl'i"  brjb  !  A  z 


H'JMN    VII.       L.    M. 

'i'kr  Unfearchable   Wljchm  of  God. 

X  WAIT,  O  my  foul,  tir/  xr.aker's  will, 
Tumultuous  paflions,  all  be  ftill ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arife, 
His  ways  are  juft,  his  counfels  wife. 

2  He  in  the  thickcft  darknefs  dwelk, 
Performs  his  work,  the  caufe  conceals ; 
But  tho'  his  methods  are  Uiiknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  fupport  his  throne. 

3  In  heavenj  and  earth,  end  air,  and  feas. 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  faints  it  (lands  conA:.]!;, 
'i'hat  what  he  does  is  ever  bell. 

4  Wait  then,  my  foul,  fubmillive  waft, 
Froflratc  before  his  a\vl"ul  feat ; 

And  'midft  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Tf  i)ft  in  a  wife  and  gracious  God. 

IfVMN    VIII.       L.    M. 

>'!2(?  Loving- Id ndnsfs  of  the  Redeemer. 
Ifa.  Ixiii.   7. 
r  AWAKE,  my  foul,  to  joyful  lays, 
And  fing  the  great  Redeemer's  praife ; 
Hi  juflly  claims  a  fcng  from  me, 
His  bving-kindnefs  O  how  free  ! 

1  'Hefaw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithfrandiii^  all ; 
He  «av'd  me  from  my  loft  eflate. 
His  lovjng-kindnefs  O  how  great ! 

3  Tho'  numerous  hoils  of  mighty  foesj 
Tho'  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppofcj 


H  Y  u  i:   m. 

He  fafely  leads  my  foul  along-, 
His  loviiig-kindaefs  O  how  ftrongt 

4  Wlien  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloiu!, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thundcr'd  lovi. 
He  near  my  foul  has  always  fcood, 

His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  good  ? 

5  Often  I  feel  my  fmful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  Jefus  to  depart ; 
But  the'  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindiiefs  changes  not, 

6  Soon  fhall  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale, 
^oon  all  my  mortal  powers  mnft  fail; 

O  !  may  my  laft;  expiring  breath 
K:s  loving-kindnefs  iing  in  death, 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  foar  away. 
To  the  bright  world  of  endlefs  day, 
And  fing  with  rapture  and  furprife 
His  loving-ldndnefs  in  the  ikies. 


H7MN  2X.  ■  Elevens. 

The  Mercy  cj  God.     Pfa.  ixsxbc.   I, 

I  THY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of  my  fcrg' 
T^he  jcy  of  my  hearty  &  thcboafl  cf  m.y  tongut :, 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  firft  to  the  lail, 
H<.th  -.von  my  aiTct^icns  &  bound  my  fovl  ri.ri, 

%  "Without  thy  fweet  mercy  I  could  not  live  here 
Sin  foon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  dcfpt^ir ; 
But,  thro'  thy  free  goodnefs,  my  fpirits  revive, 
And  ht  that  firft  made  me,  ftill  Keeps  n.e  uiive. 

3  Thy  mercy  furpaffes  the  ^\n  of  my  heart. 
Which  wonders  to  feel  its  ov/n  har-^'Uefs  depart, 
DifTolvM  by  thy  goodnef?,  I  fall  to  the  ground. 
And  weep  to  th«  praife  of  tlie  mercy  i  found. 


12--]  HYMN     X. 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  flands  open  all  day 
To  the  needy  and  poor,  who  knock  by  the  way: 
No  Tinner  fliall  ever  be  empty  fent  back, 
Who  comes  feeking  mercy  for  Jefus'  dear  fake. 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jefus  exempts  me  from  hell  ; 
Itf  glories  I'll  fmg  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell : 
'Twas  Jefus  the  friend  when  he  hung  on  the  tree 
Who  open'd  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  Father  of  mercies,  thy  goodnefs  I  own, 
And  covenant  love  of  thy  crucify 'd  fon  : 

All  praife  to  the  fpirit,  whofe  adlion  divine, 
Seals  mercy  and  pardon  and  righteoufnefs  mine. 


HYMN    X.      c.    M. 

T/m  HUmfs  of  Go  J.     Ifa.  viii.  13. 

1  HOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
Of  cur  eternal  King  ; 

Thrice  holy  Lord !  the  angels  cry, 
Thrice  holy,  let  us  fmg. 

2  Heaven's  brlgliteft  lamps  with  him  compar'o, 
How  mean  thy  look,  and  dim  ! 

The  fairefl  angels  have  their  fpots. 
When  once  compared  with  liim. 

3  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 
And  truth  is  his  delight ; 

Bui;  fmners  and  their  v/icked  ways 
Shall  perifli  £i"om  his  fight. 

4  The  deepeft  reverence  of  the  mind, 
Fay,  O  my  foul,  to  God ; 

Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  fublinie  abode. 

5  W'l'i  facred  awe  pronounce  his  name 
Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach ; 


H  Y  M  N     XI. 

A  broken  heart  fliall  pleafe  him  mor 
Than  the  bell  forms  of  fpeech. 

6  Thou,  holy  God,  prefer ve  my  feu) 

From  all  pt^lution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  deh'gin, 

And  they  thy  face  fhall  fee. 


HYMN    -XT.       L.    M. 
God  exalted  aboi>e^  ail  Praifi, 

1  ETERNAL  Power !  whofe  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ; 

Infinite  length,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  ftars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  The  loAveil  ftep  about  thy  feat 
Rifestoo  high  for  GabricFs feet; 
In  vain  the  tail  Arch-angel  tries 

To  reach  the  height  with  wondering  eysa. 

3  Lord,  what  fiiali  e?rth  and  afhes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ; 
From  fin  and  dulv;  to  thee  we  cry, 

The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High  ! 

4  Earth,  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame. 
And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lifp  thy  name ; 
But  Oh,  the  glories  of  thy  m.ind 

Leave  all  our  foarzng  thoughts  behind,   ' 

5  God  is  in  Heaven,  but  man  below  ; 
Be  fhort  our  tunes,  our  words  be  few : 
A  facred  reverence  checks^our  fongs, 
And  praife  fits  fiient  on  oui-  tor.p-ues. 


3  4— J  HYMN     XII. 

HYMN  XIX.     As  113th  Pfa. 
G;iV  Name  proclaimed.     Exodus  xxxiv.  6 — 8. 
1  ATTEND,  my  foul,  the  voice  divine, 
And  mark  what  beaming  glories  Ihine 

Around  thy  condefcending  God  ! 
To  us,  to  V.I,  he  ftill  proclaims 
His  av/ful,  his  endearing-  names : 
Attend,  and  found  them  all  abroad. 

x  "  Jehcvaji  I,  the  fov' reign  LORD, 
''  The  mighty  GOD,  byHeav'n  ador'd, 

'■  Dci».'ri  to  the  edrth  my  foGtilepo  bend  : 
'*  My  heart,  the  tendV-efl  pity  kncws, 
"  Gocd  -:efs  fuU-ftreaming  v/ide  o'erfiowf, 
And  grace  and  t:XiXh  fhall  never  end. 

.:>  '   My  pt:tleric£  Icng  can  crimes  endure  : 
'  !My  pard'nlrig  love  iz  e'-er  fure, 

"  When  peritentiai  forrow  moarns ; 
**  To  Millions:,  thro'  unnumber'd  years, 
*'  New  hope  and  nevs^  delight  it  bears  ; 

'■  Yet  wratl-  againft  the  finner  burns.,, 

4  Malce  hsile,  my  foul,  the  vifion  meet, 
Aa-proftrai:e  at  thy  fov'reign's  leet, 

And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in; 
Speak  CHi  my  LORD,  repeat  the  voice  5 
Diffufe  thefe  heart-expanding  joys. 

Till  Hcav*n  compleat  the  rapt'rous  fcene. 


HYMN    XIII.      t;   M. 
*The  M.utahility  ^fthe  Creation,  and  the  Immutah'iliiy 

cf  G  d.     Pfa.  cii,   25—2,8. 
I  GREAT  Former  of  this  various  fr^me, 
Our  fouls  adore  thine  awful  name ; 
And  bow  and  tremble,  while  they  pr^ife 
The  Accieflt  of  eteriial  days. 


II  Y  M  N     XIV.  [—15 

1  Thov4;  Lord,  with  unfurpris'd  furvey, 
Scw/'il  nature  rifing  ycfterday  ; 
Ahd,  ns  to-morrow,  Ihall  thine  eye 
See  earth  and  ftars  in  ruin  lie. 

3  Beyond  an  angel's  vifion  bright, 
Thou  dwell'ft  in  felf-exifter;^  light ; 
Which  Chines  with  undinninifh'd  ray, 
While  funs  and  worlds  in  fmoke  decuy. 

4  Our  days  a  tranfient  period  run, 
And  change  with  ev'ry  circling  fc:: ; 
And  in  the  finneil  flate  vr.?  bor.^-, 

A  moth  cn.n  craft  us  ii:tc  C-J.'i.. 

5  But  let  the  creatures  fall  aroan^:  i 
Let  death  confign  \\s  to  the  c^rcur.-'  ■ 
Let  the  laft  gen'ral  flair  e  arife, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  iliics  : 

6  Calra  as  the  fummer's  ocean,  v-i^ 
Can  all  the  wrecic  of  nature  fee. 
While  grace  fecure*  n3  an  abodc^ 
Unfliaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 


'       HTMN    XIV.       L.    M. 

God's  G'j-.'/r.yr  to  the  Children  nf  iViv;, 
Pfa.  cvii.  31. 
1  YE  fons  cf  men,  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  tlie  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  pow'r  and  goodnefs  found 
Thro'  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2-  Let  th^  high  heav'ns  your  fongs  invite, 
Thofe  fpacious  fields  of  brilliant  I':ht ; 
Wh-rrefun,  and  moon,  ar.d  pla:r'^!%  roll, 
And  Hars,  that  fhine  from  pole  to  poic. 


j6— ]  H  Y  M  N     XV. 

3  Sing  earth  in  verdant  robes  array 'd, 
Its  herbs  and  f[o\v'rs,its  fniit  and  fhade  ; 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Fifhes  and  fowls,  and  beafts  and  wornas. 

/   View  the  broad  fea's  majeftic  plains, 

.nd  T.hirJi  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns ; 

1  hat  band  remotefl  nations  joins, 
And  en  each  vr.ive  His  goodnefs  Ihines. 
r  But  O  !  that  brighter  world  above, 

.V'here  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  Love  ! 

.od's  only  Son  in  flefh  array 'd, 
r  man  a  bleeding  vidini  made. 

.  Thither,  my  foul,  with  rapture  foar ; 
:  here  in  tlie  Land  of  Praife  adore  ; 

I'his  their:£  demands  uu  angel's  lay, 
I)em-.ind;  an  undeciining  day. 

HYMN  XV.     A«  113th  Pl'a. 

T!:e  Eternal  G  d  his  People  s  Refn^^e  anil  Supp'jrt. 

Deut.  xxxiii.  27. 
I  BEHOLD  the  great  eternal  God, 
Spreads  evcrlafting  arms  abroad, 
And  calls  our  fouls  to  ihelter  there. 
Wonders  of  mingled  pow'r  and  grace, 
To?  11  his  li'lael  he  difplays, 

Guarded  from  danger,  ana  fi-om  fe,<-. 

a  Thither  my  feeble  foul  fhall  fly, 
When  terrors  prefs,  and  death  is  nigh, 

And  there  v/ill  I  delight  to  dv/ell : 
On  that  hightow'r  I  rear  my  head. 
Serene,  nor  knows  my  heart  to  dread, 

Amidil  furrouiidino-  hofls  of  hell. 


HYMN    XVI.  [—• 

3  The  fhadow  of  th' Almighty's  wings 
Compofure  unaiolefted  brings, 

While  threat'ning  horrors  round  me  croad^ 
In  vain  the  ftorms  of  rattling  hail 
The  walls  of  this  retreat  affail, 

And  the  wild  tempeft  roars  aloud. 

4  In  louder  ftrains  my  fearlefs  tongue 
Shall  warble  its  vidlorious  fong, 

My  Father's  graces  to  proclaim ; 
He  bears  his  infant  offspring  on 
To  glory  radiant  as  his  throne. 

And  joys  eternal  as  his  name. 


HYMN  XVI.     Eights  and  Gcvcne 

To  the  Blejfcd  Spirit, 
I  HOLY  GHOST,  difpel  our  fadncfc, 

Pierce  the  clouds  of  fuiful  night : 
Come,  thou  fourcj  of  fweeteft  gladneA, 

Breathe  thy  life,  and  fpread  tl:y  light  i 
Loving  SPIRIT,  GOD  of  peace, 
Great  diil:ributor  o*"  grace, 

R  rt  upon  this  congregation! 

Hear,  O  hear  our  fupplicatiou. 

1  From  that  height  which  knows  no  racufurc. 

As  a  gracious  (liow'r  defcend  : 
Bringing  down  the  richeO:  ircafure 

Man  can  wifli,  or  GOD  can  fond  . 
O  th  u  GLORY  fliining  down 
From  the  ]' Al'HER  and  the  SON, 


Grant  us  thy  illuminacion 
R^ft  upon  this  congregation. 

3  Come,  thou  beft  of  all  donation^ 
GOD  can  give,  or  we  implore  ; 

n.^ving  thyfwi-et  confohitions, 
VVc  ncedwifii  fornothijg  more 


2  8—]  HYMN    XVII. 

Come  thou  imftlon  and  withpowV;. 

On  cur  fouis  thy  graces  fliow'r ; 
Author  of  the  new  creation. 
Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation. 

4  Manifeft  thy  love  for  ever, 

Fence  us  in  on  ev'ry  fide 
In  dillrefs,  be  our  rehever ; 

Guard  and  teach,  fupport  and  guide 
T.et  thy  kind,  effedual  grace 
Turn  our  feet  from  evil  ways ; 

Show  thyfe^f  our  new  Creator, 

And  conform  us  to  Thy  nature. 

J  Be  cur  friend,  on  each  occafion  ; 

GOD,  omnipotent  tofave ! 
When  we  die,  be  otu*  falvation^ 

When  we're  buried,  be  our  grave : 
And,  when  from  the  grave  we  rife, 
Take  us  up  above  the  ikies  ; 

Seat  us  with  thy  faints  in  glory. 

There  for  ever  to  adore  Thee. 


liYMN  xvn.     Sevene. 

In-vocat'ion  f  the  Holy  Spirit. 

I   GRACIOUS  Spirit,  Dove  divine  \ 
Let  tliy  light  within  me  fhine ; 
All  my  guilty  f-^ars  remove, 
Fill  me  full  of  heav'n  and  love, 

1  Speak  1  hy  pard'ning  grace  to  aie, 
Set  the  burthen'd  finner  free  ; 
Ivcad  me  to  the  Landj  of  God, 
Walli  me  in  Ills  precious  bleed 

3  Life  and  peace  to  n\e  impait ; 
Si.-d  Salvation  on  my  h^iazt : 


HYMN     XVin.  [—19 


Breathe  Thyfelf  into  my  breaft, 
Earneil  of  immortal  reft. 

4  Let  me  never  from  Thee  ftray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way. 
Fill  my  foul  with  joy  divine. 
Keep  me,  Lord,  for  ever  Thine. 


HYMN    XVIII.       C.    M. 
The  All'feewg   God. 
I  ALMIGHTY  GOD,  thy  piercing  eye 

Strikes  thro'  the  Ihades  of  night, 
And  our  ^moll  fecret  adlions  lie 
All  open  to  thy  fight. 

a  There's  not  a  fin  that  we  commit^ 

Nor  wicked  word  we  fay, 
But  in  thy  dreadfui.book'tis  writ 

Againil  the  Judgment  day. 

3  And  mull  the  crimes  that  I  have  dc.  ■ 
Be  read  and  publiih'd  there, 

Be  all  expos'd  before  the  fun, 
While  men  and  angels  hear  ? 

4  Lord,  at  thy  foot  aiham'd  1 11'?, 
Upwards  I  dare  not  look  j 

Pardon  my  fins  before  I  die. 
And  blot  them  from  thy  book. 

5  R.^member  all  the  dying  puins 
Thai:  ri\y  Redeemer  felt, 

And  let  his  Mood  wafii  out  my  ftalns, 
And  rxifwer  for  my  guilt. 

6  O  may  I  now  forever  fear 
T'  indulge  a  finful  thought, 

Since  the  great  GOD  can  fee  and  hear, 
And  wi'ites  down  every  fault. 


cc— j  HYMN    XIX. 

U7MN    XIX.       L.    Mi 
Thoughts  on  God  and  Death, 

2  THERE  is  a  GOD  that  reigns  above, 
I>ordofthe  hcav'n  and  earth  and  feas, 

I  k'.?s  his  wrath,  I  aflc  his  love, 
And  with  my  lips  I  fmg  his  praife. 

a  There  is  a  law  which  he  has  writ. 
To  teach  us  all  that  we  muft  do ; 
My  foul  to  his  commands  fubmit, 
For  they  are  holy,  jufl,  and  tnje. 

3  There  is  a  gofpel  rich  in  grace, 
Whence  fmners  all  their  comforts  dravf. 
Lord  I  repcrt  and  feek  thy  face, 

For  I  have  often  broke  thy  law. 

4  There  is  an  hour  when  I  muft  die. 
Nor  dp  I  k'nov/  how  foon  'twill  come  ; 
HovsRiiany  younger  much  than  I 
Mavc  pafs'd  by  death  to  hoar  their  doom. 

5  Let  mc  improve  the  hours  I  have, 
Before  the  day  of  grace  is  fled  ; 
Th.re's  no  repentance  in  the  grave. 
Nor  pardon  ofFer'd  to  the  dead. 

HYMN    XX.      c.   M. 
A   SoT}v  to    Creating   TVifdoK, 
I  ETERNAL  wlfc^om,  thee  we  praiie. 

Thee  the  creation  fings: 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  fe:.3. 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

Z  Thy  hand  how  wide  it  fpread  the  fky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Tiro'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 

And  ftarr'd  with  fparkling  gold. 


HYMN    XXI.  [— ii 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round. 
And  ftrike  the  gazing  light, 

Thro'  fkies,  and  feas,  and  folid  ground;, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  ftrength,  and  equal  flcilJ 
Shine  thro*  the  worlds  abroad  ! 

Our  fouls  with  vafl  amazement  fill. 
And  fpeak  the  builder  God. 

5  But  flill  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
Our  fofter  paffions  move  ; 

Pity  divine  in  Jefus'  face 
We  fee,  adore,  and  love. 


HYMN    XXI.       L.    M. 
Thefiifety  rf  trujling  in  God^s  ivife  Pro'vldenCi^ 
^  THY  ways,  O  Lord,  with  wife  defign, 
Are  fram'd  upon  thy  throne  above, 
And  every  dark  or  bending  line, 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

0,  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obfcure, 
Poor  mortals  thy  arrangements  view, 
Not  knowing  that  they  all  are  fure, 
And,  tho'  myflerious,  jufl:  and  true. 

3  Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Tho*  now  they  feem  to  roam  un~cy'd. 
Are  led  by  power  and  goodnefs  where 
They  beft,  and  fafeft  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  knov;-  nor  trace  the  way, 
But  guided  by  thy  piercing  eye, 

None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  flray. 
Nor  fhall  the  weakeft  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favor 'd  foul  fhall  meekly  learn. 
To  lay  her  reafon  at  thy  throne  ; 
Too  weak  thy  fecrets  to  difcern, 

J '11  u|^  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 


ai— ]-  HYMN    XXII. 

HYMN    XXII.       L.    M. 

Providence  equitable  and  i hid.  Pfa.  cvii. 

I  THRO*  all  the  various  fhifting  fcene»» 

Of  life's  miftahen  good  or  ill ; 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  conduds  imfeen 
Our  changes  by  thy  fov'reign  will. 

^  Thou  givefl  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjuftly  v/e  complain. 
To  each  their  neccffary  ihare 
Of  joy  and  forrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  Trufl:  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  powc*j 
Fix  v/e  on  this  terrci'crial  ball  ? 

When  moft  fecure,  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  fee  fit,  may  blafl  them  ail. 

4  Whcnloweft  funk  with  grief  and  ihame, 
Fill'd  with  affliction's  bitter  cup, 

Loft  to  relations,  friends,  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raife  us  up. 

5  Thy  gracious  confolations  cheer, 

Thy  fniiies  fupprefs  the  deep-fetch'd  figh, 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear 
That  fecret  wets  th'  afflided  eye. 

6  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heave.t 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
And  all  Ihail  in  thy  glory  end. 

7  This  be  my  care  ;  to  all  bclide 
Indifferent  let  my  wilhes  be  ; 
PaiTion  be  calm  ;  and  dumb  be  pride. 
And  fix'd,  O  God,  my  foul  en  thc«. 


HYMN     XXIII.  [—23 

HVMN    XXIII.      C.    M. 
The  Myjieries   of  Providence ;  or,  light  fb'inir.g  oui 

ofdarkmfi. 
I  GOD  moves  in  a  myflerious  way 3 

His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footfteps  in  the  fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  ftorm. 

%  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  Ikill, 
He  treafures  up  his  bright  defigns, 

And  works  his  fov'rcign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  faints,  frefh  courage  take, 
The  clouds  ye  fo  much  dread, 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  ihail  bj'eak 
In  bleflings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  fenfe 
But  truft  him  for  his  grace  ; 

Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  fmiling  face. 

5  His  purpcfes  v/ill  ripen  faft, 
Unfolding  every  hour  ;  "* 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafte. 
But  fweet  v/ill  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 
And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  j 

God  is  his  own  interpreter. 
And  he  wiU  make  it  plain. 


HYMN    XXIV.       C.    K. 
I^yjisr'ics  to  be  explained  hereafter.    Tohn  xiii. 
I   GRFAT  God  of  providence!  'hfways 

Are  hid  from  mortal  fight ; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  Ou-dcs, 
Or  dctixd.  «vith  dazzling-  1-^ht. 


il4— ]  HYMN    XXV. 

a  The  wond'rous  methods  of  thy  grace 

Evade  the  human  eye ; 
The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach. 

The  farilier  off  they  fly. 

3  Bu*:  in  the  world  of  bhfs  above, 
Where  thou  doft  ever  reig^n, 

Thele  myileries  fliall  be  ail  unveil'd. 
And  not  a  doubt  remain. 

4  The  fun  of  righteoufnefs  fhall  there 
His  brighteft  beams  difplay. 

And  not  a  hovering  cloud  obfcurc 
That  never-ending  day. 


HVMN    XXV.       S.    Vf. 

Exhoriat'-on  tj  tr.'Jl  in  Pr  .vidence. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
Hope,  and  be  undifmay'd, 
God  I  cars  thy  llghs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
*■   Gcd  fl.all  hft  up  thy  head. 

Tl ro'  wuv-s, and  clouds, and ftorm^, 
He  gently  clears  the  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  fo  fliall  this  night 
Scon  end  in  joyous  day. 

Still  heavy  is  thy  heart, 
Still  fink  thy  fpirits  down ;  ^ 

Caft  c.ff  the  weight,  let  f  jar  depart, 
And  every  care  be  gone. 

What  tho'  thou  ruleft  not, 
Yet  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim,  God  fitteth  on  tht^  throne, 
And  ruleth  ali  things  well. 


H  Y  M  N     XXVI.  [ 

5  Leave  to  his'fov'reign  f.vay 
To  chufe  and  to  command, 

So  ilialt  thou  woiid'ring  own  his  way, 
How  wife,  how  flroag  his  hand  I 

6  Far,  far  :i^)ove  thy  thought 
His  counfel  fliall  appear,  " 

vVh'.-n  fully  he  the  work  hath  wronghtj 
That  caus'd  thy  needlefs  fear. 

7  Thou  fceft  our  weakncfs.  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 

O  lift  tliou  *.ip  the  faiking  heart, 
Coiiilnn  the  feeble  knee. 

S  Let  \\5  in  life,  in  death, 
Tiiy  ilcdfaa  truth,  declare, 
And  pubhfh  with  our  lateil  breath 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 


IIVMN    XXVI.      C.    M. 

Dl-inne  Knoioledge  from  Creailor. 
I  THE  book^of  uacure  open  Hes, 

V/ith  much  iiiftru6tIon  Ilor'd; 
Eut  till  die  LORD  anoints  our  eye;, 

We  cannot  read  a  word. 

1  The  knowledge  of  thz  faints  excels 
The  wifdom  of  the  fclioois ; 

To  them  his  I'c.:rets  God  reveals. 
The'  men  account  tlieni  fools. 

3  To  (hem  the  fun  and  flars  on  high, 

1  he  flow'rs  that  paint  the  Held, 
And  all  the  aitlcfs  birds  that  fiy, 
Divine  inftrudlion  yield. 

4  The  creatures  on  their  fenfes  prcfs, 
As  wiuieffes  to  pi  ove 


26—]  HYMN    XXVII. 

Their  Saviour's  po"w'r  and  faithfulnefs. 
His  providence  and  love. 

5  Thus  may  we  ftudy  nature's  book, 

To  make  us  wife  indeed  ! 
And  pity  thofe  who  only  loo!t 

At  what  they  cannot  read. 

HYMN    XXVII.       C.    M. 

*Th3  Fall  of  Man.     GeneCs,  chap,  iii 
3  ON  man,  in  his  own  image  made, 

How  much  did  God  befiow  ; 
The  v/hole  creation  homage  paid, 

And  own'd  him,  lord  below  ! 

•%  Bvt  oh  !  by  fin  how  quickly  chang'd  \ 

His  peace  and  honor  fled, 
His  heart  from  GOD  and  truth  eflrang'd, 

His  conicience  fill'd  with  dread  ! 

3  Now  from  his  Maker's  voice  he  Scd, 
V/hith  was  before  his  jo;,' ; 

And  thought  to  Iiidc  his  guilty  head. 
From  an  all-feeing  eye. 

4  Compell'd  to  anfv/er  to  his  name. 
With  frubbornefs  and  pride 

He  call  on  God  himfelf  the  blame, 
Nor  once  for  mercy  cry'd. 

5  But  grace,  unalk'd  his  heart  fubdu*d. 
And  all  his  guilt  forgave  ; 

By  fa>li  tlie  pn^mis'd  feed  he  view'd. 
Ami  felt  its  pov/'r  to  fave. 


HYMN    XXVIII.    .        [—ay 

uriin   XXVIII.      L,  M. 

Original  Sin  ;  oty  The  firfi  and  fecond  Adatn* 

I  ADAM  our  father  and  our  head, 
Tranfgrcfs'd,  and  juftice  doom'd  us  dead; 
The  fiery  law  fpeaks  all  defpair. 
There's  no  -reprieve  nor  pardon  there. 

a  Call  a  bright  council  in  the  Ikies ; 
Seraphs,  the  mighty  and  th^  wife, 
Speak ;  are  you  ftrong  to  bear  the  load, 
The  weighty  vengeance  of  a  God  ? 

3  In  vain  we  ask  ;  for  all  around 
Stand  fileiit  thro'  the  heavenly  ground  ; 
There's  not  a  glorious  mind  above 
Has  half  the  ftrength,  or  half  the  love. 

4  But  O  !  unmeafurable  grace  ! 
The  eternal  Soii  takes  Adum's  place  ; 
Down  to  our  world  the  Saviour  flies, 
Stretches  his  arms,  and  bleeds,  and  dies. 

5  Amazing  work  !  lock  down,  yc  fkics. 
Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes ; 
Ye  faints  below,  and  faints  above. 

All  bow  to  this  myflerious  love. 


HYMN    XXIX.        G.    -V. 

T^he  coil  Heart.   Jer.  xvii.   9,   Ma^t.  tV-    t  ■j, 
I  ASTONISH'D  and  diftrefs'd, 

I  turn  mine  eyes  within  ; 
My  heart  with  loads  of  guik  oppref^, 

The  feat  of  every  fin. 

a  What  a-o«ds  of  evil  thought?, 

What  vile affedionG  there! 
Diftruft,  prefumption,  artful  gtiilc, 

Pride,  envy,  fiaviili  fear. 


i8— ■]  HYMN     XXX 

3  Almighty  King  of  faints. 
Thefe  tyrant  lulls  fubdue* 

Eipel  the  darknefs  of  my  mind. 
And  all  my  powers  renew. 

4  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 
Shall  loud  hofannas  raife  ; 

My  foul  fhal!  glow  with  gratitude. 
My  lijps  proclaim  thy  praife. 

HYMN    XXX.       1.    U. 

Sin  and  Hoiluajs. 

1  WHAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within?. 
Irnperfedl  grace,  remaining  un  ! 

Nor  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 
Tho'  each  by  turns  my  heart  aiTail. 

2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan  and  die. 
Now  raife  my  fongs  of  triumph  high, 
Sing  a  rebellious  pafilon  flain, 

Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 

%  Ope  happy  hour  beholds  me  rife, 
Pcrne  upv/ards  to  my  native  ^':<:ie?, 
"While  faith  aflifts  my  foaring  ilicht 
To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light, 

4  Great  God,  affift  me  thro'  the  fight, 
Make  m.e  triumphant  in  thy  m.ight ; 
Thou  the  defponding  heart  canfl  raife. 
The  vidory  mine,  and  thme  the  praife. 

HYMN    XXXI.      L.    M. 
The  LcTW  and  Gcfpel;    cr,  Chrlft  a  Hc'j'jge. 
1  iniEAD  Sinia  roars,  "  the  man  be  curft* 
"  Th.t  doth  one  wilful  fin  commit : 
••  Dro.'ch  and  damnation  for  the  firf*^, 
'*  Without  relief,  and  infinite."' 


HYMN    XXXII.  [~2j 

2  Thus  flames  the  mount  !  and  round  the  earth 
Thunder,  and  fir'",  and  vengeance  flings  : 

But,  Jefus,  thy  dear  gafping  hreath. 
And  Calvary  fay  gentler  things  : 

3  "  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  boundlefs  love» 
"  Streaming  along  a  Saviour's  blood, 

*'  And  life,  and  joys,  and  crowns  above, 
*«  Obtaiii'd  by  a  dear  bleeding  God." 

4  Hark,  how  he  prays  (the  charming  found 
Dwells  on  his  dying  lips)  "  forgive  ;" 
And  every  groan  and  gaping  wound 
Cries, "  Fatlier,  let  the  rebels  live." 

5  Go,  you  that  reft  upon  the  law, 
And  toil,  and  feek  falvation  there, 
Look  to  the  fi  mie  that  Mofes  faw. 
And  (brink,  and  tremble,  and  defpair, 

6  But  I'll  retire  beneath  the  crofs, 
Saviour,  at  thy  dear  feet  I  He  ; 

And  the  keen  fword  that  Juftice  draws. 
Flaming  and  red,  {hall  p::fs  me  by. 


HYMN    XXXII.       C.    M. 

Harmony  of  the  Divine  PcrfeSiions, 
I  SALVATION  !  what  a  glorious  plai^ 

How  fuited  to  our  needs  ! 
The  grace  that  raifes  fallen  man, 

Our  higheft  praife  exceeds. 

S  'Twas  wifdom  form'd  the  vaft  defiga, 

To  ranf>  n  us  when  loft  ; 
And  lovj's  unfathomable  mine 

Provided  all  the  coft. 
3  Strlel  ju'l  CO,  with  approving  look. 

The  holjT  cov'uant  feal'd  ; 


30—1  H  Y  U  N    XXXIIL 

And  truth  and  pow'r  botli  undertook 
The  whole  ihould  be  fulfill'd. 

4  Truth,  wifdom,  juftice,  pow'r  and  iovCj 
In  all  their  glory  Ihone  ; 

When  Jefus  left  the  courts  above, 
And  dy'd  to  fave  his  own. 

5  Truth,  wifdom,  juftice,  pow'r  and  love, 
Are  equally  difplay'd ; 

Now  Jefus  reigns  enthron'd  above 
Our  advocate  and  head. 

6  Now  fin  appears  deferving  death, 
Moft  hateful  and  abhor'd  ; 

And  yet  the  Cnner  lives  by  faith, 
And  dares  approach  the  Lord* 


HYMN    3CXXIII.       L.    M. 

Di-v'inity  of  Chrif.    Jolm  i.  I.  3. 1 4.  and  Col.  i.  16. 

and  Eph.  iii.  9.  10. 

I  ERE  the  blue  heav'ns  were  ftretch'd  abroad, 

From  everlafting  was  the  Word  ; 

With  God  he  was,  the  Word  was  God, 

And  muft  divinely  be  ador'd. 

a  By  his  own  pow'r  were  all  things  nude  j 

By  him  fupported  all  things  Hand  ; 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 

And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  fm  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  hofl  of  mcrnir.g  flars. 
Thy  generation  who  can  tell. 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years ! 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  thcfe  heav'nly  forms, 
The  Word  defcends  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  hold  convcrfe  with  worms^, 
Drefs'd  in  fuch  jfceble  fldh  as  they. 


ii  Y  M  l-l     XXXIV.  [—51 

j  Mortals  vAth.  joy  lieholJ  liis  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 
How  full  of  truth,  how  full  of  grace, 
When  through  his  eyes  the  Godhead  ihone. 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  new  myU'ries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  defcending  God, 
The  glories  of  Emmanuel. 


HVMN  XXXIV.     Seven'je 
Fralfe  for  tie  Ificarnaticn. 

I  SV/EETER  founds  than  mufic  inoWs, 
Charm  :r,c  in  Emmanuel's  name  ; 

All  her  hooeg  my  fpirit  owes 

To  his  birth,  and  crofs,  and  fliarne. 

a  When  he  came  the  angels  fung, 
♦'  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ;" 

Lord,  unloofe  my  ftPmmVing  tongue^ 
Who  ihall  louder  fmg  than  I  ? 

3  Did  the  LORD  a  man  becomej 
That  he  might  the  law  fulfil, 

Bleed  and  fuffer  in  my  room, 

Canft  thou  then,  my  tongue,  be  ftill  ? 

4  No,  I  mull  m.y  praifes  bring, 
Though  they  worth Lfs  are  and  weak  i 

For  iliould  I  refufe  to  fir-g, 

Sure  the  very  flones  would  fpeak, 

5  O  my  Saviour,  Shield  and  Sun, 
Shepherd,  Brother,  glorious  Friend ; 

Ev'ry  precious  name  in  one, 
i  will  love  thee  without  end. 


3:— 3  HYMN    XXXV. 

HYMN    XXXV.       C.    M. 

Aionement  and  San^if.cciwru 

J  ALAS  !  by  nature  how  deprav'd, 

How  prone  to  ev'ry  ill  \ 
Our  lives  to  Satan  how  erjflav'd, 

How  obllinate  our  will  I 

a  And  can  fuch  fmnersbe  refror'd. 

Such  rebels  reconcii'd  • 
Can  grc.ce  fufficient  means  aiford 

To  make  the  foe  a  child ! 

3  Yes,  grace  has  found  the  wonc'rcus  meaiiJ 
WiHich  fhall  effectual  prove  ; 

To  cleanfe  us  from  our  countlcfs  fins, 
And  teach  our  hearts  to  love. 

4  Jesus  for  us  a  ranfom  paid, 
And  dy'd  thfit  we  might  live  ; 

His  blood  a  fvli  atonement  made, 
And  cr'd  aloud,  forgive. 

J  Yet  one  thing  more  muft  grace  provide, 

To  bring  us  home  to  God  ; 
Or  we  fhaUflio^ht  the  Lord,  who  dy'd, 

And  trample  en  lus  blood. 

6  The  holy  Spirit  mull  reve  J 
The  Saviour's  work  and  worth  : 

Then  die  hard  heart  be  gins  to  i"  ■:' 
A  new  and  heav'nly  birtli. 

7  Thusbought  with  blcod,  ane     jrr   •^:'in» 
Rececm'd  and  fav'd  by  gr:ica ; 

Rebels  ill  God's  own  houfe  obi?ia 
^A  ioa';  »;5<i  d^.u^hter's  plaice 


HYMN    XXXVI. 

HYMN  XXXVI.  L.  M. 
T:he  C.fpd  /  Chrijl. 
I  GOD,  in  the  gofoel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  councils  known  ; 
*Tis  here  his  richeft  mercy  fliines. 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairefl  lines. 

1  Here  fniners  of  an  humble  frame 
May  tafte  his  grace  and  learn  his  name ; 
'Tis  writ  in  charaAers  of  biood, 
Severely  jufl,  inimenfely  good. 

3  Here  Jefus,  in  ten  thoufand  ways, 
His  foul-attra6ting  charms  dilplays, 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  teils  his  love  in  melting  {trains, 

4  Wifdom  its  dictates  hei-e  iniparts. 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  cur  hearts^ 
Its  influence  makes  the  fmner  hve, 
It  bids  the  drooping  faints  revive. 

5  Our  raging  pafiion  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  fouls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  viev/, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

6  May  this  bleft  volume  ever  lie 
Clofe  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
'Till  life's  laft  liour  my  foul  engage. 
And  be  my  chofen  heritage  ! 


HYMN  XXXVII.     As  148th  Pfa. 
T/,e   Jubilee, 
I  BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladl)'  folemn  found ! 
JLet  all  the  nations  k:;ow 
To  earth's  remotcH  bound, 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
PvCturn,  ye  ranfoni'd  finne*s,  home.  E  0,' 


34—]  HYMN    XXXVIII. 

a  Exalt  the  lamb  of  God, 

The  fin-atoning  Lamb ; 

Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 
Tlfie  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
/vet urn,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

3  Ye  flaves  of  fin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive ; 
And  fafe  in  Jefus  dv/ell, 
And  blcfl  in  Jefus  live  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 

-^  f  *urn,  ye  ranfom'd  fmners  home. 

4  The  gofpel  trumpet  hear. 
The  news  of  pardoning  grace  : 
Ye  happy  fouls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

5  Jefus  our  great  high  prieft, 
Kas  full  atonem.ent  made  : 
Ye  weary  fpirits  reft  ; 

Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad  ! 
Tlie  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranforn'd  finners,  horns. 

HYMN  xxxviii.     Eights  and  Sixes. 
Ckr'ifi''s  Infancy. 
1  O  SIGHT  of  angliifh  !  view  it  near, 
What  weeping  innocence  i$  here, 

A  manger  for  his  bed  ! 
I  he  brutes  yield  refuge  to  his  woe, 
Men  the  worft  brutes  no  pity  (hosv, 
Ncr  i^-ive  him  friendly  aid. 


HYMN    XXXIX.  [—35 

t  Why  do  no  rapid  thunders  roll  ? 
Why  do  no  tempefts  rock  the  pole  ? 

O  miracle  of  grace  ! 
Or  why  no  angels  on  the  wing, 
Warm  for  the  honors  of  their  King, 

To  punifh  all  the  race  ? 

3  Though  now  an  infant  bath  d  in  teari^ 
He  call'd  to  form  the  rolling  fpheres ; 

And  feraphs  own'd  his  nod. 
Helplefs  he  calls,  but  men  delay  ; 
And  guilty  finners  difobey 

The  earth-born  Son  of  God. 

4  Say,  radiant  feraphs,  thron'd  in  light, 
Did  love  e'er  tow'r  fo  high  a  flight, 

Or  glory  fink  fo  low  ? 
This  wonder  angels  fcarce  declare, 
Angels  the  rapture  fcarce  can  bear. 

Or  equal  praife  beftow. 

5  Redemption!    tis  a  boundlefs  theme  { 
Thou  boundlefs  mind,  our  hearts  inflame 

With  ardor  from  above. 
Words  are  but  faint,  let  joy  exprefs; 
Vain  is  mere  joy,  let  adlions  blefs 

This  prodigy  of  love. 

HYMN    XXXIX.      C.    M. 

The  glorious  Go/pel.      I  Tim,   I.   IT. 
1  WHAT  wifdom,  majefty,  and  grace. 

Thro'  all  the  gofpel  fliine  ! 
'Tis  God  that  fpeaks,  and  we  confeft 

The  doftrine  moil  divine. 
*  Down  from  his  fliariy  throne  on  Iiighj 

Th'  almighty  Saviour  comes ; 
Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by# 

And  feeble  flelh  aflumes. 


36—]  HYMN    XL. 

3  The  mighty  debt  that  fmners  ow'd. 
Upon  the  crofs  he  pays : 

Then  thro'  the  clouds  afcends  to  God, 
MidH  fhouts  of  loftiefl;  praife. 

4  There  he  our  great  High  Prieft  appears 
Before  his  Father's  throne : 

Mingles  his  merit  with  our  tears. 
And  pours  faivation  down. 

5  Great  God,  with  rev'rence  we  adore 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  grace  : 

And  on  thy  faithfulnefs  and  power 
Our  firm  dependance  place. 


HYMN    XL.       L.    M, 

EleB'ton.  Rom.  viii.   33 — .39. 
I  WHO  Ih-ill  comdemn  to  endlefs  flamea 
The  chofen  people  of  our  God  ; 
Siace  in  the  book  of  life  their  names 
Are  fairly  writ  in  Jefu's  blood. 

'I  He,  for  the  fins  of  his  eledl, 
Hath  a  complete  atoremcnt  made  : 
Stern  Juftice  views  without  defecSt 
The  work  he  wrought,  the  price  he  paid. 

3  Not  tribuktion,  nakednefs, 
The  famine,  peril,  or  the  fv/ord ; 
Not  perfecution,  or  di^refs, 

Can  feparate  from  Chrift  the  Lord. 

4  Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth  nor  height, 
Nor  powers  below,  nor  powers  above  ; 
No^  prefent  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Can  change  his  purpofes  of  love, 

5  His  fovereign  mercy  kro-vs  no  end, 
His  faithfulnefs  jQiali  ftill  endure : 


U  V  M  N     XL!. 

And  thole  who  on  his  truth  depend. 
Shall  find  his  word  for  ever  fure. 

KYMN    XX.I.       L.    M. 
Ele^iii^  and  San6i'fyinv   Grace.  Epli.   i. 
1  JESUS,  v/e  blefs  thy  Father's  name  : 
Thy  God  and  ours  are  both  the  fame  ; 
What  heav'nly  bleffings  from  his  tI:ronc 
T'low  down  to  fmners  thro*  his  Son  ! 
^  «  Chrift  be  my  firll  eleca,"  he  faid. 
Then  chofe  our  fouls  in  Clirift  our  hea(5> 
Before  he  gave  the  moinitainr,  birth, 
Or  laid  foundation  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin, 
To  raife  us  up  from  death  and  fin  j 
Our  chara'ilers  were  then  decreed, 
"  Blamelefs  in  love,  a  holy  feed." 

4  Predeilinatcd  to  be  fons, 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chofe  at  once  ; 

A  new  regenerated  race, 

To  praifo  the  glory  of  his  gracr, 

5  With  Chrift  our  Lord  %ve  fiiare  apr.ri 
In  the  affections  oi  his  heart ; 

Nor  Hial!  cur  fouls  be  thonce  remov'd, 
Till  he  forgets  his  firfl  belov'd. 


HYMN  xLii.     Sevens.. 
Rethsr: hig  L o vs. 
7  NOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
Sing  alour!  in  Jefu's  name  : 
Ye  who  his  falvation  pr'^-ve, 
Triumph  in  redeen-ing  love. 

a  Ye  who  \:t  the  Father's  grac^ 
Beaming  in  the  Saiviour's  flicc, 


33—]  HYMN     XLIII, 

As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move. 
Praife  and  blefs  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  fouls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banifh  all  your  guilty  fears  ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curfe  remove, 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Ye,  alas !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  flaves  of  death  and  fm, 
Nov/  from  blifs  no  longer  rove, 
Stop  and  tafle  redeeming  love. 

5  Welcome  all,  by  fm  oppreft, 
Welcome  to  his  facred  reft ; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

6  When  his  fpirit  leads  us  home, 
When  we  to  his  glory  come, 
We  fhall  all  the  fuLiefs  prove, 
Of  our  Lord's  redeeming  love. 


HYMN  XL  III.     Eights  and  Seven?, 

Look  unto   Jefuj,  arid  be  favitL, 
I  AS  the  ferpent  rais'd  by  Mofes 
Heal'd  the  burning  ferpent 's  bite, 
JESUS  thus  himfelf  difclofes 
To  the  wounded  fmner's  fight. 

a  Hear  his  gracious  invitation, 
*'  I  have  hfe  and  peace  to  give, 
I  have  wrought  out  full  falvation. 
Sinner  look  to  me  and  live. 
3  Pore  upon  your  fmo  no  longer, 
Well  I  loiow  their  mighty  guilt ; 
But  my  love  than  death  is  flronger, 
I  my  blood  have  freely  fpik : 


H  Y  M  N     XLIV.  [— . 

4  Though  your  heart  has  long  been  hard;n'<J. 
Look  on  me — it  foft  fliall  grow : 

Pafl  tranfgrelTions  ihali  be  pardon'd, 
And  I'll  walh  you  white  as  fnow. 

5  I  have  feen  what  you  were  dohig ; 
Tho'  you  little  thought  of  me  ; 

You  were  madly  bent  on  ruin, 
But  I  faid— It  fhall  not  be. 
5  You  had  been  for  ever  wretched. 
Had  I  not  efpous'd  your  part ; 
Now  behold  my  arms  outftretchcd.. 
To  receive  you  to  my  L^iurt. 

7  Well  may  fhame,  and  jov,  and  wn??5*-r. 
Ail  your  inward  paflions  move  ; 

1  could  cruili  thee  with  my  thu2id>;'% 
But  I  fpeak  to  thee  in  love. 

8  See !  your  fins  are  all  forgiy-ii, 
I  have  paid  the  countlefs  fum  l 
Now  my  death  has  open'd  heav'i--^ 
Thither  you  fnall  ihortiy  come. ' 

9  Dearefl  Saviour,  we  adore  thoc 
For  thy  precious  life  and  death  ; 
Melt  each  ftubborn  heart  before  il-...  -.. 
Give  us  all  the  eye  of  faith  : 

10  From  the  law's  condemning  f^nLeiiC. , 
To  thy  mercy  we  appeal ; 

Thou  alone  canft  give  repentance, 
Thou  alone  our  fouls  canft  heal. 


H7MN  XLIV.     Sevens  and  Six' 
C/jr.y}   the  good  Fkvjicliut. 
1   rlOW  loft  wa?  my  condition, 
Till  JESUS  made  me  v/hole  ! 
There  is  but  one  pliyfician 
Can  cure  a  fin-iick  foul ! 


,---]  H  y  M  N     XLIV, 

Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 
j\rA  fnatch'd  mc  from  the  grave ; 
'!  o  tcil  to  all  around  me, 
^i:s  wond'r  ous  pow'r  to  fave. 
•.;  The  wcrft  cf  sll  difeafes 
Is  light,  com  par 'd  \viLh  fin  j 
On  ev'ry  purt  it  fcizes, 
I'ut  rages  moft  within : 

I'is  pah''-/,  plague,  'and  fever, 
Anl  maine'x — all  combin'd  ; 
And  none  but  a  believer, 
i'hi  leall;  rehcf  can  fnid. 
•    From  men  great  ikill  prcfefling, 
'  vhought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 
Jut  this  prcv'd  more  difcreiUng, 
And  added  to  my  pain  : 
Some  faid  that  notliing  ailM  me, 
Seme  gave  me  up  for  left, 
'i  lius  cv'ry  refuge  fail'd  me 
And  all  my  liones  were  crofs'd. 
At  lerirth  this  great  Phyfician, 

:  CA7  matcliiefs  is  his  grace ! 
/Accepted  my  petition. 
And  undcrtccli'niy  cafe : 
j^irfl  ^i'vve  me  «!t!ht  to  view  him, 
i  or  iln  my  eyrs  had  feal'd ; 
'Then  hid  me  look  unto  bini ; 

i  look'd,  aud  I  wris  heal'd 

••  A  dying,  rlfen  JESUS, 
:?..cn  by  the  eye  of  laith ; 
\.t  once  from  danger  frees  us, 
And  favcs  the  foul  from  death  : 
( 'cU'.c  then  to  *:h;s  Ph)^!^:^, 
His  help  h£*iifrc;;iy  give, 
He  makes  no  hard  cijiditioaj, 
' . ;..  ._•! , , '    hySk.  awd  hve. 


HYMN     XLV.  [—41 

HYMN  XLV.     Tens  and  Elevenso 
Fountain  opened  for  S'ua/ers.      Zee.  xiii.    r, 

1  THE  fountain  of  Chrift,  lord,  help  us  to  fmg : 
The  blood  of  our  prieft,  our  crucify 'd  k  ng ; 
The  fountain  that  cieanfes  from  fir  and  from  filth, 
And  richly  difpenfes  Salvation  and  health. 

a  Th's  fountain  fo  dear  he  11  freely  impart ; 
When   piviTc  d  by  the  fpcar,  it  fiow'd  from  his 

heart; 
With  blood  and  with  water,  the  firll;  t^  ^itciCj 
To  c\t:inie  us  the  latter  ;  the  fountain's  baL  oiie.- 

3  This  fountain  from  guilt  not  only  makes  pure. 
And  pcivcs,  foon  as  felt,  infidlible  cnre  ; 

But  if  pjuiJt  removed,  return  and  reniain, 
Its  power  may  be  proved  again  and  again. 

4  This  fountain  unfsa I'd  {lands  open  for- all, 
Wl.c  long  to  be  h :  d'd,  the  gr-nt  ;'nd  the  fn^all ; 
Her.  's  ftrength  for  the  weakly  that  hither  arc  kd ; 
H-re  s  health  for  the  fickiy,  and  life  for  the  dead^ 

5  This  fountain  tho'  rich,  from  cl.arge  is  qu!:- 

clear. 
The  poorer  -th-  wretch,  tl;e  \i'elccmer  here  : 
Come  needy,  and  guilty,  come  loathfome,  and 

barie ; 
Tho'  iep'rous  and  fikhy,  come  juft  as  you  ai-e. 

(i  This  fountam  in  vain  has  never  been  try'd, 
It  t?k'p  o.wt  all  (laui  whenevi^r  apply 'd : 
Th.  fo'intai)!  flows  f-.vcctly  with  virtue  divine, 
To  cleaiife  fculs  complctly,  tho'  lep'rcus  as  raiuc. 


HYMN    XL  VI. 


HYMN    XLVI.       C.    M. 


The  fountain  of  Chrijl^s  Blood. 
t  THERE  is  a  fountain  fill  d  with  blood 

Drawn  from  Emmanuel's  veins ; 
And  unners  plung  d  beneath  that  flood, 

Loit  all  their  guilty  ftains, 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  fee 
That  fountain  in  his  day  : 

Ard  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Y/alh  all  my  ilns  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Larnb,  thy  precious  blood 
*    Shall  never  lofe  its  pow'r, 

Till  all  the  ranfom'd  church  of  God 
Be  fav'd,  to  fin  no  more. 

4  E'er  iince,  by  faith,  I  faw  the  dream 
'I'liy  llo"wing  wounds  fupply, 

Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  ihall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  tweeter  fong 
I'll  fing  thy  pow  r  to  fave  ; 

When  this  poor  lifping,  flamm'ring  tongoe, 
Lies  filent  in  the  grave. 


HYMN    XL VII.    S.    M> 
The  Sufferings  of  Divine  Lo've, 
I  MY  dear  Redeemer  fee, 

For  fallen  and  forlorn  ; 
Drinking  the  vinegar  and  gall. 

And  crown 'd  with  ragged  thorn. 
1  They  pierc'd  him  to  the  heart, 

Oh  let  me  viev/  the  wound  ! 
And  count  the  precious,  flowing  dfcpf, 

That  ftaJD  the  thirfty  ground. 


HYMN    XLVIII.  [—43 

3  Ah  !  who  could  mar  thee  thus. 
That  never  didft  offend  ? 

How  could  a  finful  world  combine 
Againfl  the  finner's  friend  ? 

4  They  needed  not  the  fpear 
To  ihed  my  Saviour  s  blood ; 

Love  would  have  burft  his  tender  heart* 
Whiift  mercy  pour'd  the  flood. 

5  O  copious,  healing  ftream ! 
Though  urg'd  by  hoflile  hand ; 

From  evil  fprings  the  mighty  good, 
That  cleanfes  Judah's  land. 

HTMN    XLVIII.      C.    M. 

'The  Infplred  Word  a  Syjlem  of  Knoifjledge  and  yby.. 

Pfa.  cxix.  105. 
I  HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  infpiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doitrines  fhlnc 

To  guide  our  fouls  to  heaven. 

a  It  fweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  ftill  imparts, 

And  quells  our  rifmg  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 
Of  life,  fhall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


HYMN    XLIX.       L.    M. 
the  Ufcfulnefs  of  the  Scriptures,  Pfalm  XJKi 
I  WHEN  Ifrael  thro'  the  defat  pafs'd, 
A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  thejn  thro'  the  dreary  waftc, 
And  leflen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 


44—1  H  Y  M  N    L. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God, 
Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given ; 
It  fheda  a  luftre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  biifs  and  heavert 

3  It  fills  the  foul  v^ith  fweet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  ina<5live  powers, 

It  fets  our  wandering  footfteps  right, 
Difplays  thy  love,  and  Idndles  ours. 

4  It5  proniifcs  rejoice  our  hearts, 
Its  doilrines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleafure  it  imparts. 
It  comforts,  and  inftruds  us  too. 

5  Ye  favor'd  lands,  who  have  this  word. 
Ye  faints,  who  feel  its  faving  power. 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praife  the  Lord, 
And  his  diflinguifa'dgrrxe  adore. 


Ti-j  exceUency  andfitffidency  of  the  Holy  Seripiurtn 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  In  thy  word 
What  cndlcfs  glory  fiiiaes  ! 

For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
Fcr  thefe  ccleftial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  fons  of  want 
EKhauillefs  riches  find ; 

Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant. 
And  lading  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 
And  yields  a  free  repaft, 

Sublimer  fweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  tafte. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer  s  welcomxC  voice 
Spread*  heavenly  peace  around ; 


HYMN    LI.  [—45 


And  life,  and  everlafting  joys 
Attend  the  blifsful  found 

5  O  may  thefe  heavenly  pages  he 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 

And  ilill  new  beauties  may  IfcCj, 
And  ftill  increafing  light ! 

6  Divine  inllruflor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near, 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  facred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there, 


HYMN    LI.     C.  M. 
Comfort  from  the  Holy  Scriptures, 

I  LADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 

I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpfe  of  hope  appears. 

But  in  thy  written  word. 

z  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Dees  all  my  grief  afluage ; 
Here  I  beheld  my  Saviour's  face 

A  Imoil  in  every  page. 

This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wife, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  confecrated  water  flows, 
To  quench  my  thirft  of  fm  ; 

Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grcv,'3. 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

5  This  is  tlie  Judge  that  ends  the  llrife, 
Where  fenfe  and  rcp.fon  fail : 

My  guide  to  everlafting  life, 
Thro'  all  thi?  gloomy  vale. 


/,6— ]  HYMN    LIT. 

6  Oh !  may  thy  counfels,  mighty  God, 

My  roving  feet  command, 
Nor  I  forfake  the  happy  road 

That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

IITMN    LII.       C.  M. 

Efficacious  Grace.  Pfalm  xlv.  3 — ^^ 
I  HAIL  !  mighty  Jefus ;  how  divine 

Is  thy  vidlorious  fword4. 
The  flouteft  rehel  muft  refign, 

At  thy  commanding  word. 

1  Deep  are  the  wounds  thy  arrows  give  ; 

They  pierce  the  hardeft  heart : 
Thy  fiiiiies  of  grace  the  flain  revive, 

And  joy  fucceeds  to  fmart. 

3  Still  gird  thy  fword  upon  thy  thigh, 
Come  with  maiefticfway  : 

Down  from  thy  glorious  throne  on  high, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And  when  thy  vidlories  are  complete  ; 
When  all  the  chofen  race 

Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet, 
To  fmg  thy  conquering  grace  ; 

5  O  may  my  humble  foul  be  found 
Among  that  favor'd  band  ! 

Aiid  I,  with  them,  thy  praife  will  foiuid 
As  round  the  throne  we  ftand. 


HYMN    LIII.       C.    M. 
Reigning  Grace. 
1  NOW  may  the  Lord  reveal  his  face» 

And  teach  our  ftamm'ring  tongues 
To  make  his  fov'reign,  reigning  gi*ace« 
The  fubje(3;  of  our  fongs ! 


HYMN    LIV.  [—4^ 

5  Grace  reigns  to  pardon  crimfoii  fiiis. 

To  melt  the  hardefl  hearts  j 
And  from  the  work  it  once  begins 

It  never  more  departs. 

3  Grace  tills  the  foil,  and  fows  tiie  feed*,, 
Provides  the  fun  and  rain  ; 

Till  from  the  tender  blade  proceeds. 
The  ripen'd  harvell  grain. 

4  'Twas  grace  that  call'd  our  fouls  at  £r{l 
By  grace  thus  far  we're  come, 

And  grace  will  help  us  thro'  the  worfl', 
And  lead  us  fafely  home. 

HYMN    LIV.       S,    M. 
Salvation  by  grace  from  f.rJJ  to  lajl.  Eph.  ii.  5, 

I  GRACE  !  'tis  a  charming  found  !  - 

Harmonious  to  the  ear  ; 
Heaven  v/ith  the  echo  Ihall  refound, 

And  all  the  earth  fiiall  hear. 

ft  Grace  firit  contriv'd  a  w?y 

To  fave  rebellious  man, 
And  all  the  fteps  his  grace  difplayj 

Who  drew  the  wordrous  plan, 

4  [Grace  firft  infcrib'd  my  name 

In  God's  eternal  bock  \ 
'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  thcLambj 

Wh;;  lUl  my  orrows  took.] 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tiead  '.ii:  heavenly  road  : 

Ana  new  fupphes  each  hear  J  rocct, 
Wh'le  }  i-.lli5)g  on  ro  God. 

5  [Gr.ic:  t^ieht,  my  fcul  to  pray, 
,''^c\  mads"  I'ly  eyes  o'erflow ; 


4g~l  H  Y  M  N    LV. 

'Twas  grace  wliich  kept  me  to  this  day 
And  will  not  let  me  go.] 

6  Grace  ail  the  work  (hall  crown, 

Thro'  everlafting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmoft  Hone, 
And  well  deferves  the  praife.  • 


HYMN    LV.       L.    M. 

God  reafoning  ivilb  Men.  Ifaiah  i.  1 8. 

1  COME,  finncrs,  faith  the  mighty  God. 
Hcnious  as  all  your  crimes  have  been, 

Lo  !  I  defend  from  mine  ahode, 
To  reafon  with  the  fons  of  nrien. 

2  No  clouds  of  darknefs  veil  my  face, 
No  vengeful  lightnings  fiafh  around  : 
I  co:ne  with  terms  of  liic  and  peace  ; 
Where  fin  hath  reign'd  let  grace  abound 

3  Yes,  Lord,  we  will  obey  thy  call. 
And  to  thy  gracious  fceptre  l.>ow  ; 
O  make  our  crimXon  fins  like  wool, 
Our  fcarlet  crimes  as  white  as  fr.ow. 
5  So  fiiall  our  thankful  lips  repeat 
Thy  praifes  v/ith  a  tuneful  voice, 
Wh'le  humbly  proftrate  at  thy  feet, 
Wc  wonder,  tremble,  and  rejoice. 


uYiMN   Lvi.     Eights  and  Sevens, 

Siarers  invited  to  crme  to  Chr'iji. 
\  COME,  ye  fmners,  poor  a;id  .vrctch'.' :, 

Weak  and  wounded,  fid*.  •<xrA  fore  ; 
Jefns  ready  ftands  to  fave  j'ou, 

Fvll  of  pity  join'd  with  pov/tn  : 
He  is  :Jde, 
i-'e  iii  wiliiiig.     Doubt  no  ir  c r :;  ! 


HYMN    LVI.  [-~. 

2  Come,  ye  thirfly,  come,  and  welcome ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  : 
True  belief",  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  tlr^t  brings  us  nigh— 
Without  money, 
C^^-^^■  to  Jffvs  Chrift,  and  buy. 

•,    '    ,  i  ot  confclence  make  you  lingerj 

;., .:  of  finiefs  fondly  dream; 
Ail  Ci'ifitnffs  he  requireth, 

lo  io  feel  your  need  of  him  r 
This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  his  Spirit's  rifmg  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
Loft  and  ruin'd  by  the  fail,'. 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  v/iil  never  come  at  ail. 
Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jefus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  proftrate  in  the  garden. 
On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies! 

On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ; 
Hear  l;:ii-i  cry  befoi-e  he  dies, 
"  It  ii>  FiNisti'D  :*' 
Sinners,  will  not  iL:s  fuffice  ? 

6  I^o  th'  incarnate  God,  alcended, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  bicod  ; 

Venture  on  him,  vcnttire  wJiolly, 

Let  iioctiier  tiul::  intrude. 
None  but  Jcflis 
C:.i)         :t  \-Ai.h  »aincrs  good. 

7  '  ■  i  angelo,  join'd  hi  concc'' . 

'.r.-.iics  of  t!ie  Lamb : 
I'^ul  feats  of  Heaven 
^  echo -rvitii his  name. 

HuL    •  : : 

fin  o- the  fame.  C 


,j— J  li  Y  M  N    LVI7. 

nyMN   Lvii.     c.  M, 
Expojlidathn  nvith  Sinners. 

1  SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard  ., 

'Tis  mercy  fpeaks  today  ; 
He  calls  you  by  his  I'ov'reign  word. 

From  fm's  dellriKftive  way. 

i  Like  the  rough  fea,  that  cannot  reft, 

Ycu  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thoufand  ftings  within  yourbreafl, 

Deprive  your  fouls  of  eafe. 

1,  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell  5 

Why  will  you  perfevcre  ? 
Can  you  in  endlefs  torments  dwell. 

Shut  up  in  black  defpair  ? 

..:  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  fin  r.nd  folly  go  ? 
!j:  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 

To  rerp  immortal  v/ce. 

J  But  he  that  turns  to  God  fhail  live, 

Thro' his  abounding  grace  ; 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 

Of  thcTe  tliat  feek  his  face. 

6  Eow  tr^  the  fcepirc  of  his  word, 
Rencurcing  every  fm  ; 

Subm-t  to  him  your  fov'rejgn  Lord, 
Ai'id  Jearn  his  will  divine. 

7  i  lis  lo\c.  exceeds  your  high  ell  thonglitc 
Ho  pi<rf'ons  ];kr  a  God  ; 

lie  wiii  fojg:ive  yorr  numeroi\s  fault?, 
Thro'  ii  Kcdtenaer's  blcod. 


H  V  M  N     LVII!.  l~^y 

HYMN    LVIII.       C.    M. 

Go.i  glorious,  and  Sin Jtersfavcdy  Ilai.  xliv.   23. 
I  FA'l'HER,  hov/  wide  thy  glory  fliines ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rile  ! 
Known  tl-jro'  the  earth  by  thoufand  figns. 

By  thoufand  thro'  the  fkies. 

-Z  But  when  we  view  thy  flrange  defign 

To  fave  rebellious  worms, 
Where  ver.geance  and  compafilon  join, 

In  their  divineft  forms ; 

3  Our  thoughts  are  loft  in  reverend  r.we  ; 
We  love  and  we  adore  ; 

The  firll  arch-aiigel  never  fav/ 
So  much  of  God  before. 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guefs 

Which  of  the  glories  brightcft  fhonc, 
The  juftice  cr  tlie  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heavnly  plains  ; 

Sweet  cherubs  learn  EmmanueVs  namCj 
And  try  their  choicefl  ftrains. 

6  O  may  I  bear  feme  humble  j^rt 
In  that  immortal  fong  ! 

Wonder  and  joy  fhall  tune  my  heart, 
Aiid  love  ccmrnand  my  tongue. 


K7MN    MX.       L.    M. 


I  TO  break  the  chains  cf  fm  and  death, 
Our  glonous  Jefus  yields  his  breath  : 
How  itr;mgo  the  conqueft,  flrange  to  tell, 
By  derth  he  zov.Q^tx%  death  and  lelU 


j;-j 


HYMN    LX. 


a  While  ftanc'iing  In  the  fiuner's  ftead, 
Pillows  of  wrath  roll  o'er  his  aead  ; 
Light  frcm  the  Godhead  is  withdrr.wn, 
Aiid  Jefus  drinks  the  cup  alone. 

3  Legions  of  angels  fill  the  llc'es, 
While  our  Redeemer  bleeds  and  dits  : 
All  nature  reels  beneath  the  load, 

And  trembling  fpcaks  the  wrath  of  God. 

4  The  rocks  are  with  convulf.ons  torn, 
And  all  the  heav'ns  in  fackclcth  iiiourn  : 
Eut  lo !  v^hcn  the  tliird  morning  conies, 
Emm.annel  rifing,  leaves  the  tombs. 

5  The  riung  God  let  angels  fing, 
The  heavens  with  Hallekijahs  ring  : 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  llain 
Let  him  in  powV  and  glory-  rcigii." 

6  Kail  happy  morn,  wliich  fees  him  rife. 
We  Ihout  him  welcome  to  the  {kici. 
Welcome  to  glories  all  his  own, 

And  welcome  to  his  father's  throne. 


HYMN    LX.       C.    M. 

Tie  heart  neiv  created. 

1  ATTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
Doth  his  cvrn  glories  lliew  ; 

Behold  h^  fits  upon  his  throne, 
Creating  all  things  new. 

2  -  ■'~hty  Redeemer  !  fet  me  free 
Fro.n  "^rr'^  wrn  Hate  of  fm  ; 

Oh  make  my  foul  alive  to  thee, 
Create  new  pow'rs  within. 

3  Open  mine  eyes,  unllop  my  ears. 
And  form  my  heart  afrefh ; 


HYMN    LXI.  [—53 

Give  me  new  paflions,  joys,  and  fears, 
And  turn  the  ftone  to  flefh. 

4  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  fin,  and  earth,  and  hell. 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made, 

I  would  forever  dwell. 


HYMN    LXI.       L.    M. 
Faith  conneSiid  'wlih  falvatiouy  Ronit  i.  1 6. 
Heb.  X.  39. 
1  NOT  by  the  laws  of  innocence 
Can  Adam's  fons  arrive  at  heav'n  : 
New  works  can  give  us  no  pretence 
To  have  our  ancient  fms  forgiv'n. 

^  Not  the  beft  deeds  that  v-^e  have  done. 
Can  make  a  wounded  conscience  whole : 
Faith  is  the  grace,  and  faith  alone, 
That  flies  to  Chrift,  and  faves  the  foul. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  heav'niy  word, 
Fain  would  I  have  my  foul  renew'd  : 
I  mourn  for  fm,  and  truft  the  Lord, 
To  Imvc  it  pardon'd  and  fubdu'd. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  its  pow'r  difplay, 
Let  guilt  and  death  no  longer  reign  : 
Save  me  in  thine  appointed  way, 
Nor  let  my  humble  faith  be  vain. 


HYMN    LXir.       L.    M. 
Human  righteoufnefs  bifujfcient  tojujl'tfy, 
Mic.  vi.  6 — 8. 
I  WHEREWITH,  O  Lord,  fhaU  I  draw  near, 
Or  bow  my felf  before  thy  face  ? 
How  in  thy  pv.rer  eyes  appear  ? 
What  fhall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 


^4—]  il  Y  M  N    LXIII. 

n  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  mofi  high  i' 
Will  raultiply'd  cblat'ons  pleafe  ? 
1'houfands  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 
Or  fiaughter'd  hecatombs  appeafe  ? 

3  Can  thefe  aiTuage  the  wrath  of  God  ? 
Can  thefe  wafh  out  my  guilty  {lain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  fcr.s  oi  blood, 

Alas !  they  all  muft  flow  in  vain. 

4  Guilty,  I  (land  before  thy  face  ; 
My  fole  dc^fert  is  hell  and  wrath  ; 
'Twere  jull  the  fentcnce  ihould  fate  place  ; 
But  Oh,  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death  ! 

5  I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  fon 
Who  dy'd  for  fmners  on  the  tree ; 
1  plead  his  lightcoufjiefs  alone, 

0  put  the  ipotlefs  robe  on  me. 

UVMN    LXIII.       c.    M. 

God^  command  to  all  men  to  repent.     Ads  xvli.  3O' 

1  REPENT,  the  voice  ccleftial  cries, 
Nor  longer  dare  delay  : 

The  v/retch  that  fcorns  the  mandate  dies. 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

C.  No  more  the  fcv'reign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 
His  heralds  are  difpatch'd  abroad 

To  warn  the  vrorld  of  fia. 

3  Together  in  his  prcfence  bow, 
And  a.l  your  guilt  confefs ; 

Accept  the  offer'd  faviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  found, 
And  call  you  to  his  bar ; 


H  Y  M  N     LXIV 

l-Vr  mercy  knows  th*  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  caj', 

And  yet  piclonp:  our  days ! 
Our  hearts  fubdu'd  by  goodnefs  fall, 
And  weep,r.fld  love,  und  prail'e. 

HYMN    LXlV.       C.    M. 
T^he  penitent. 

X  PROSTRATE,  dear  J.fu;,  at  thy  feei 

A  gnilty  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upv/ards  to  thy  mercy  ftat 

Prel'unies  to  lift  his  eyes. 

a  Oh,  let  not  juilice  frov/nme  hence  ; 

Stay,  flay  the  vengeful  ftorm ; 
Errbid  it  that  omnipotence 

Should  crufh  a  feeble  v/orm. 

3  If  tearsofforrow  would  fuffic:; 
To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 

Tears  fnould  frcmboth  my  weeping  eyec- 
In  ceafcl.:fs  currents  flow. 

4  But  ro  fuch  facriflce  I  plead 
To  expiate  my  guilt ; 

No  tears,  but  thofe  which  thcu  hall  ihed, 
No  blood,  but  thou  hafl  fpilr. 


HYMN     LXV.       L.    M. 
'Tic  relenting  Pr-.JlgaL     Luke  XV.  '33. 
"T"  I  LO  !  wh  ;«^  r  •-pt'.xrous  joy  poTei^ 
The  torc'f  r  Arcnt's  throbbjr.g  breafr, 
'I'o  f.c  hisyrpirfcd thrift  for.  icturp, 
i\xiA  he-ir  hiavLi?  pall  foil': 3  in. 


-r  f< 


56—1  HYMN    LXVi. 

a  He  meets,  with  tokens  of  his  grace, 
The  trembling  lip,  the  blufliing  face ; 
His  bowels  yearn  when  fmners  pray, 
And  mercy  bears  their  fins  away. 

3  When  fill'd  with  grief,  o'erwhelm'd  with  fliame, 
He,  pitying,  heals  their  broken  frame  ; 

He  hears  their  fad  complaints,  and  fpi^s 
His  image  in  their  weeping  eyes. 

4  Thus,  what  a  rapturo\xs  joy  poiTeft 
The  tender  parent's  throbbing  breaft, 
To  fee  his  fpendthrifr  fon  return. 
And  hear  him.  his  pafb  follies  mourn. 

HYMN    LXVI       C.    M. 

The  Mltjifiry  of  Cbrijl,  Luke  iv.   l8,  1 9- 
I  HARK,  the  glad  found,  the  Saviour  comes 

The  Saviour  promis'd  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  r^.  throne, 

And  every  voice  a  long. 

5  On  him,  the  fpirit,  largely  pcur'd. 
Exerts  his  facred  fire  ; 

Wifdom  and  miglit,  and  zeal  and  love 
His  holy  breail  infpire. 

3  He  comes  the  prifoners  to  releafe, 
In  Satan  s  bondage  held, 

The  gatc^  of  brafs  before  him  burfr. 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickefl  fihns  of  vice 
To  clear  the  mental  ray  : 

And  on  the  eves  oppreft  with  night, 
To  pour  celeftiai  d?.y. 

5  He  comes,  trie  broken  heart  tc  hir.cU 
The  bleeding  foul  to  cure  ; 


HYMN    LXVII.  [—J  7 

And  with  the  treafures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  Ho/annas,  prince  of  peace, 

Thy  welcome  fhall  proclaim  : 
And  heav  n's  eternal  arches  ring 

With  thy  beloved  name. 

KYMN     LXVII,       C.    M. 
'The  attraction  of  the  Crofs.  John  xii.  32. 

I  YONDER — amazing  fight ! — I  fee 

Th'  incarnate  fon  of  God, 
Expiring  on  th  accurfed  tree. 

And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

z  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run, 

Down  from  his  hands  and  head  : 
The  crimfon  tide  puts  out  the  fun  ; 

His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd  ft^y 
Proclaim  the  truth  aloud ; 

And  with  the  amaz'd  centurion  cry, 
"  rhishthQ  Son  of  God." 

4  So  great,  fo  vaft  a  facrilice 
May  well  rny  hope  revive  : 

If  God's  ov/n  Son  tlius  bleeds  and  dies, 
The  finncr  fure  may  live. 

5  O  that  thefe  cords  of  love  divine, 
M'.ght  «ir?w  me,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

Thou  halV  r.%  heart,  it  fhall  be  thine-— 

Tluce  it  iball  ever  be !  C  c. 


j8— ]  HYMN    LXVIIi. 

HYMN    LXVIII.       L.    M. 

A  dyhig  Saviour, 
■i  STRETCH'D  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  dies 
Kark  !  his  expiring  groans  arife  : 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  fide, 
Runs  do-wn  the  facred  crinifon  tide. 

%  But  life  attends  the  deathful  found, 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound ; 
The  vital  i^ream,  how  free  it  flows. 
To  fave  and  cleanfe  his  rebel  fcess 

^  Can  I  furvey  this  fcene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  v/onder  flow  ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain, 
Infenfible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

4  Come,  deareft  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  flupid  heart  ! 
"I'ill  all  its  pov/'rs  and  paflions  move 
In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

HYMN  Lxix.     Sevens. 

ChrijVs    Rcfurreci'wn  and  Afcetijion* 
I  ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away, 
Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  : 
See  !  he  riles  from  the  tomb. 
Glowing  with  imm.ortal  bloom.     Hallelujah, 

%  'Tis  the  Saviour,  angels,  ralfe 

rame's  eternal  tro.mp  ofpniife  ; 

J  .et  the  cartli's  remoteft  bound 

litar  the  joy-infpiring  found.    Hallelujah, 

;,  ITcw,  ye  faints,  lift  up  yOur  eyes, 

t^Iow  t)  giory  fee  IJm  rife, 

yt^lr/ag  triuiupl-  up  the  flcy, 

Up  to  wiiiting  v.'orlds  on  hj^h.'  -  Halkhjah, 


HYMN    LXX.  [—59 

4  Hcav'n  difplays  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  Saviour,  thro'  them  ride  : 
Kiii^  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne. 

Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own.     Halhhtjah, 

5  Praife  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praife  and  fvvcep  your  golden  Ijtcs  ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapt'rous  fong, 

Let  the  ftrains  be  fweet  and  ftrong.    Hallelujah. 

6  Ev'ry  note  with  wonders  fwell, 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captiv'd  hell ; 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  ? 

Where,  O  death,  thy  mortal  fling!     Hallelujah. 

HYMN    LXX.       L.    M. 

Chrijl^s  RefiirrcSl'ion  a  Pledge  of  ours » 
I  WHEN  I  the  holy  grave  furvey, 
Where  once  my  Saviour  deign'd  to  lie  ; 

1  fee  fulfiU'd  what  prophets  fay, 
And  all  the  power  of  death  defy. 

2  This  empty  tomb  Ihall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquer'd  death  : 
Sweet  pledge,  that  all  who  truft  his  name 
Shall  rife,  and  draw  immortal  breath. 

3  Jefjs,  once  number'd  with  the  dead, 
Unfeals  his  eyes  to  fleep  no  more  ; 
And  ever  lives,  their  caufe  to  plead. 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

4  Thy  rifcn  Lord,  my  foul,  behold  ; 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  fiialt  bear  an  harp  of  gold. 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 

5  Thov.gh  in  the  dull  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  fieili  forever  with  the  dead, 

>.  ir  loft  thy  children  in  the  grave. 


6o— 3  HYMN    LXXI. 

HYMN    LXXI.       L.    M. 

Chrifs  Afcenfiony  Pfalm  xxiv^  7. 
I  OUR  Lord  is  rifen  from  the  dead, 
Our  Jefus  is  gone  up  on  high ; 
The  pow'rs  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  Iky. 

a  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 
And  angels  chant  the  folemn  lay ; 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
"  Ye  everlafting  doors  give  way  !" 

3  Loofe  all  your  mafly  bars  of  light. 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene  ; 
He  claims  thofe  manfions  as  his  right, 
Receive  the  king  of  glory  in. 

4  "  Who  is  the  king  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame, 

The  world,  fm,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew, 
And  Jefus  is  the  conqu'ror's  name. 

5  "  Who  is  the  king  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  L'.rd  of  boundlefs  pow'r  poflfeft, 
The  king  of  faints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  forever  bleft. 

HYMN  Lxxii.     As  148th  Pfalm. 

The  kingdom  rfChrijl,  Phil.  iv.  4. 

I  REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  king, 

Your  Go^and  king  adore  ; 

Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  fing, 

And  triumph  evermore. 
Lift  up  the  heart,  Uft  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

a  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns. 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 


HYMN    LXXIII.  [-~6.' 

When  he  had  purg'tl  our  Ilahis, 

He  took  his  feat  above  : 
Ivift  up  the  heart,  Hft  up  the  voice. 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints  rejoice. 

3  HI3  kingdom  cannot  fail, 
He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n ; 

•     The  keys  of  d^erith  and  hell 

Are  to  oi:r  Jcfus  criv'a  : 
Lilt  up  tlie  heiirt,  lift  up  the  voice,    • 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  fhall  quell, 
Shall  all  our  fins  defcroy  ; 
And  every  bofoni  fwell 
With  pure  feraphic  joy  : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 
Jefus  the  judge  Ihall  come, 
And  take  his  fervants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 

We  foon  Ihall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice. 
The  trump  of  God  ihall  found,  rejoice. 

HYMN     LXXIJI.       L.    M. 

The  humUiatlon,  exaltation,  and  triumphs  of  Chrijf^ 

Phil.  ii.  8,9.     Col.  ii.  15. 
I  THE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 
That  brightef}  monument  of  praife 
That  e'er  the  God  «f  love  defign'd, 
Employs  and  fdls  my  laboring  mind. 

a  Begin,  my  foul,  the  heav'nly  fong, 
A  burden  for  an  angel's  tongue  ; 
When  Gabriel  founds  thefe  awful  thing*, 
He  tunes  and  fummons  all  his  firings. 


6s—]  H  y  M  N    LXXIV. 

;>.   Proclaim  inimitable  love,  ^ 
Js/us  the  Lord  of  worlds  abov»^ 
Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay.    ■ 

4  He  that  diftributes  crowns  and  thrones 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans : 
The  prince  of  life  refigns  his  breath. 
The  lung  of  glory  bows  to  death. 

5  But  fee  the  wonders  of  his  power, 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour, 
And,  v.'hile  by  Catan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dafli'c  the  rifing  hopes  of  hell. 

6  Thns  were  the  hcfls  of  death  fubdu'd, 
And  fni  was  drov/n'd  in  Jafus  blood  : 
Then  he  arofe,  and  reigns  above, 

And  conquers  fmners  by  his  love. 

HYMN    LXXIV.       L.    M. 

7he  hderccjpon  of  Chriji,  Heb.  vii.  2  j 
I  HE  lives,  the  great  redeemer  lives, 
(What  joy  the  bleft  aflurance  gives  !} 
And  now  before  his  'atlier  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood 

1  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 
And  juftice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  fmiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  defpairing  thoug- 
Above  cur  fears,  above  our  faults 

His  powerful  interceflions  rife 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies:. 

4  In  every  dark  diftrefsful  hnnr. 
When  fin  and  fstan  join  th^ir  povrer ; 


HYMN     LXXV. 

Let  this  dear  hope-repel  the  dart, 
I'hat  Jefus  beiirsyus  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  advojj^te,  almighty  friend- 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend 
Our  caufe  can  never,  never  uiil, 
For  Ji^fni'  pleads  and  mull  prevail. 


HYMN    LXXV.       C.    M. 
riefulnefs  of  Chrljl. 
I  KOWfweet  the  name  of  Jefus  founds, 

In  a  believer's  ear  ? 
It  foothshis  forrows,  heals  his  wounds. 

And  di'ives  away  his  fear. 
•S  It  makes'  the  wounded  fpirit  whole. 

And  calms  the  troubled  breaft  ; 
' Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  foul. 

And  to  the  weary  rell. 

3  By  him  my  pray'rs  acceptance  ga'ii. 
Although  with  fm  defil'd  ; 

Satan  accufes  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  own'd  u  child. 

4  Jefus !  my  Shepherd,  Hufoand,  Friend, 
,  My  Prophet,  Prieft,  and  King  ; 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  ?.\\i.^ 
Accept  the  praife  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmed:  thoi^ght  ; 

But  when  I  fee  thee  as  thou  ai  :•, 
I'll  praife  thee  as  I  ought. 

6  "rill  then  I  would  thy  love  procl'.i r.: 
With  ev'ry  fle^eting  breath  ; 

And  may  tlie  i^iory  of  thy  name 
Rcfrelh  my  foal  in  deatia. 


64—]  li  Y  M  N     LXXVI. 

HYNM    LXXVI.       C.    M. 
Chriji  the  refuge  of  the  Church, 

I  HE  "vvho  oil  earth  as  man  was  known. 

And  bore  our  fms  and  pains  ; 
Now,  feated  on  tW  eternal  throne. 

The  God  of  glory  reigns. 
2-  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide 

With  an  unerring  fkill ; 
A:-id  countlefs  worlds  extended  v/ide, 

Obey  his  ibv'reign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumber'd  found  his  praife. 
In  yonder  world  above  ; 

His  faints  on  earth  admire  his  v/ays. 
And  glory  in  has  love. 

4  His  rightcoufnefs  to  faith  rei-eal'd, 
Wrought  out  for  guilty  worms  ; 

Affords  a  hiding-place  and  fhield. 
From  enemies  and  ftorms. 

5  When  troubles  like  a  burning  fun, 
Beat  heavy  on  their  head  ; 

To  this  high  rock  his  people  run, 
And  find  a  pleafing  faade. 

6  How  glorious  he  !  how  h?ppy  they 
In  fuch  a  glorious  friend  ! 

Wliofe  love  fecures  them  all  the  way, 
And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 


HYMN    LXXVII.       L.    M. 


Chrjfi  our  Advocate^  1  John  ii.  I. 
t  where' is  my  God?  does  he  retire 
Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  fighs  ? 
Are  thefe  weak  breathings  of  deu/e, 
Too  languid  to  afcend  the  Ikies  ? 


HYMN    LXXVrn.  [—6: 

a  No,  Lord^  the  breathiHgs  of  defire, 
The  weak  petition,  if  fmcere, 
Arc  not  forbidden  to  afpire, 
But  reach  to  thy  all-gracious  car. 

3  Look  up,  my  foul,  with  cheerful  eye, 
See  where  the  great  redeemer  fcands, 
The  glorious  advocate  on  high, 
With  precious  incenfe  in  his  hands. 

4  He  fweetens  every  humble  groan, 
He  recommends  each  broken  prayer  ; 
Recline  thy  hope  oa  him  alone, 
Whofe  pow'r  and  love  forbid  defpaii*. 

5  Teach  my  weak  heart,  O  gracious  Lorei^ 
With  ftronger  faith  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
Bid  me  pronounce  the  blifsful  word, 

M.J  Father,  God,  with  joy  divine. 

HYMN    LXXVIII.       L.    M. 

Divine  Forgivtne/s,  Luke  vii.  47. 

1  FORGIVENESS  !  'tis  a  joyful  found 
To  malefailors  doom'd  to  die  ; 
Publifli  the  blifs  the  world  around  ; 
Ye  feraphs,  fhout  it  from  the  iky  ! 
a   'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine  ; 
'Tis  full,*  out-meafuring  every  crime  ; 
Unclouded  fliall  its  glories  Ihine, 
And  feci  no  change,  by  changing  time, 

3  O'er  fms  urinumber'd  as  the  fand, 
And  like  the  mountains  for  their  fize, 
The  feas  of  fov'reign  grace  expand. 
The  feas  of  fov'reign  grace  arife. 
4  For  this  ftupcndous  love  of  heav'n 
V/liat  grateful  honors  fhall  we  fhow  ? 


66—]  H  y  M  N    LXXIX. 

¥,'hcre  much  tranfgreffion  is  forgiven 
].:t  love  in  equal  adors  glow^ 

5  By  this  infpir'd,  let  all  our  days 
With  various  holinefs  be  crown'd, 
l.ct  tr.i^h.  and  goodnefs,  pray'r  and  praii 
In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 


HVMN    LXXIX.       L.    M. 

.T,/  :,'••.    -r  Chnjliairs  the  Sons  of  Cod.  John  i.  Zl. 
I   John  iik  I,- 

I   NOT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
Who  boaft  the  honors  of  their  birth. 
Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 
A  s  thofe  who  bear  the  Chi-iftian  name, 

a  To  them  the  privilege  Is  giv'n 
To  be  the  fons  and  heirs  of  heav'n  ; 
cons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joys  beyond  the  iky. 

3  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know. 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go ; 
VV^hifpers  inftruciion  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  binds. 

4  \^''hcn,  through  temptation  they  rebel. 
His  chaft'ning  rod  he  makes  them  feel 

'hen,  with  a  father's  tender  heart, 
i  ie  Tooths  the  pain,  and  heals  the  fniu:  t. 

<;  1  beir  daily  w?.nts  his  hands  fuprlv, 

Their  fleps  he  gv      -[ 
T.:  .T  .;5  thera  from  earth  to  h; 
A;  d  crowns  them  -^viih  '  ■ 


HYMN    LXXX.  [— 6; 

HYMN    LXXX.      C.    M. 

Lcf'.rln^for  the  divine  prefence  und.!r  forroiv. 
1    O  THAT  I  knew  the  fecret  place. 

Where  I  might  find  my  God  ! 
I'd  fpread  my  wants  before  his  face, 

And  pour  ray  woes  abroad. 

%   I'd  tell  him  how  my  fins  arife, 

What  forrows  I  fuflain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 

And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 
To  wreftle  with  my  God ; 

I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  fake,, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 
And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 

He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  faints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arife,  my  foul,  from  deep  diftrefs,- 
And  banifh  every  fear  ; 

He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  fpread  thy  forrows  there. 


H7MN  Lxxxi.  Eights  and  Sevens, 

T/v  Saviour^ s  tnerit, 
1  SAVIOUR,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 

SprinkL-d  with  redeeming  blood, 
And  my  wear)',  troubled  fpi/it, 

Nov.  finds  reil  with  thee  my  God  ; 
I  am  fafo,  and  I  am  happy. 

While  In  thy  dear  arms  I  lie  ; 
Sin  and  Satan,  cannot  hurt  nic» 

Whik  my  Saviour  is  fo  nigh, 


68—1  HYMN    LXXXI. 

3  Glorv,  g^oryj  glory,  glory, 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Glor>-,  glory,  glon/,  glory, 

Sing  Ills  praifes  through  the  &y ; 

Glorj^,  glor}',  glory,  glory, 
Glory  to  the  Father  give; 

Gior>%  glorj',  glory,  glory,  _ 
Sing  his  praifes  all  tlmt  live  ! 

r^  Now  ril  Cng  my  Saviour's  merit — 
Teii  the  world  cf  his  dear  name, 

Tbzt  if  any  want  his  fpirit, 
He  is  fciil  the  very  fame. 

He  thr,t  afkcth  foon  receiveth. 
He  tliat  feeks  is  fure  to  fmd  ; 

Wiiofoc'er  on  him  be  lieveth, 

.   He  will  never  call  behind. 

4  Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 
Glorious  Chrift  of  Heav'nly  birth ; 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Sing  his  praifes  thi'ough  the  earth. 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  to  the  fpirit  be  ; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 

To  the  facred  one  in  three. 

5  Now  our  advocate  is  pleading 
With  his  father,  and  our  God  ; 

Aiid  for  us  is  interceding, 

As  the  pur  chafe  of  liis  blood ; 

Now  mc thinks  I  hear  him  praying. 
Father  I  fave  th^iv — I  have  di'd ; 

And  tbe  Fat-her  anfweis  faying, 
Thoy  are  freely  iuftifi'd. 

6  Worthy,  worthy,  v/orthy,  wcrtby. 
Worthy  is  the  Lamb  of  God, 


HYMN    LXXXII  [-^69 

Worthy,  worthy,  worthy,  worthy, 

Who  hath  wafli'd  us  in  his  blood. 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  inoly, 

Holy  is  the  Lord  of  Holts,      - 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  holy, 

Father,  Sou,  and  Holy  Ghofl. 


HYMN    LXXXII.       C.    M. 

y?  ivarningio fieefrom'-the  ivraih  to  conn 
I  NOW  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 

O  !  fiiiners  come  away  ; 
The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door, 

Arife  without  delay, 
a  O  !  don't  rcfufe  to  give  him  room, 

Left  mercy  fhould  withdraw  ; 
He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come 

I'o  execute  his  law. 

3  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  b?, 
If  deftitute  of  grace, 

When  you  your  injur'd  Judge  fnall  fee, 
And  {land  before  hi^face. 

4  O  !  could  you  fliun  that  dreadful  fiii^ht, 
How  v/ould  you  wifii  to  fly, 

To  the  dark  fhadcs  of  endlefs  night, 
From  that  all-fearching  eye  ? 

5  But  death  and  hell  muft  all  appear 
And  you  among  them  ftand ; 

Before  the  great  impartial  bar, 
Arraign'tl  at  Chrift's  left  hand- 

6  Let  not  ihefe  warnings  be  in  vain, 
But  lend  a  iifl'ning  car ; 

Left  ynu  fhcuM  meet  them  all  again. 
When  w;apt  in  keen  dcfpair. 


yc— ]  li  Y  M  N    LXXXIil. 

HYMN    LXXXIII.       C.    M. 
The  Soldier  of  the  ^rofs. 
I  AM  I  a  Soldier  of  the  Crofe, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ; 
And  fnall  I  fear  to  own  his  caufe, 
Or  blufii  to  fpeak  his  name  ? 

i  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Mull  I  not  ftem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to.graee, 

To  help  us  on  to  God  ? 

3  Shall  I  be  carry'd  to  the  Ikies, 
On  iiow'ry  beds  of  eafe  ? 

While  others  fight  to   win  the  prize, 
And  fail  through  bloody  feas  ? 

4  I  too  rnuft  fight  if  I  would  reign, 
Increafe  my  courage,  Lord, 

To  bear  the  crofs,  endure  the  fhame, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  The  faints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 

They  fee  a  triumph  from  afar, 
With  faith's  difcerning  eye. 

6  When  that  illuflrious  day  fhall  rife, 
And  all  their  armies  fhine, 

With  robes  of  vld'r}'  through  the  fkies ; 
The  glory  fnall  be  thine. 

HYMN    LXXXIV.       C.    M. 

Say'BlJicai'ion  and  Pardon. 
I  WHERE  ihali  we  fmners  hide  our  heads, 

Can  rocks  or  ruountalns  favc  ? 
Or  fhall  we  wrap  us  in  the  fhades 

Of  midnight  and  the  grave  ? 


HYMN    LXXXV.  j'- 

2  I5  there  no  fheltcr  from  the  eye 
Of  a  revenguig  God  ? 

Jefus,  to  thy  dear  wounds  vvc  fly, 
Bedew  us  with  thy  blood. 

3  Thofe  gup.rdian  drops  our  fouls  fccurc, 
And  wiilh  away  our  fins  ; 

Eternal  juftice  frowns  no  more, 
And  confcience  fmiles  within. 

4  We  blefs  that  wondrous  purple  flream 
That  cleanfes  every  ftain  ; 

Yet  are  our  fouls  but  half  redccni'd, 
If  fin,  the  tyrant,  reign. 

5  Lord,  blaft  his  empire  with  thy  breath, 
That  curfed  throne  niufi  fall ; 

Ye  flattering  plagues,  that  work  our  death, 
Fly,  for  we  hate  you  all. 


■>i 


HYMN    LXXXV.       C.    M. 
Perfeverarcey  Pfalm  cxix.   117. 

I  LORD,  hail  thou  made  me  know  thy  wayj 

Condudl  me  in  thy  fear. 
And  grant  me  fuch  fupplies  of  grace, 

That  I  may  perfevcre. 

2r  Let  but  thy  own  almighty  arm 

Suilain  a  feeble  worm, 
I  ihall  efcape,  iccurc  from  harm, 

Amid  the  dreadfi'l  flcrm. 

Betl.cu  my  rdl-fuffi'er-t  friend, 
'Till  all  my  toils  ihul!  ceafe  ; 
.::ud  ms  thrcu|rh  life,  and  let  my  cvA 
'^■:  iY-.rlafii.  T^-  t.c?. 


7z—]  HYMN    LXXXVI. 

HYMN  LX.KXVI.     Tciis  and  Elevens. 
Humble  conjidence  in  the  poiver  and  grace  of  Chrift- 

I  O  TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  ftorc, 
The  time  for  fuch  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er ; 
A  country  I've  found,  where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground. 

a  The  fouls  that  believe,  in  Paradife  live, 
And  me  izi  that  number  will  Jefus  receive  ; 
My  foul  don't  delay,  he  calls  thee  away, 
Rife,  fellow  thy  Saviour,  and  blefs  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know,  what  he  can  bellow. 
What  light  xtrength  and  comfort,  do  after  him  go: 
Lo  onward  I  move,  to  a  country  above. 

None  guefles  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 
prove. 

4  Great  fpoils  I  Ihall  v/ln,  from  death,  hell  and  fin, 
Midft  outward  r.:^i6lions  fhall  feel  Chrift  within : 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I'll  cry, 

'  or  Jefus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  Eut  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  fo  joiit'd, 
Ke'U  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  !->ehind  : 
i'-Jo  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  tlirough  grace. 
Henceforth  till  admitted  to  fee  my  Lord's  face. 

(j  And  now'tis  my  care,  my  neighbors  may  fliarc 
Thefe  blefilng? ;  ta  feck  them  Viii  none  of  yea 

dare  ? 
la  bondage,  O  why,  and  deaih  wul  you  lie, 
■7;'hc.;i  one  here  uffures  you  free  grace  b  i*.'  n':.;i-  ' 


H  Y  M  N    LXXXVII.        [■ 

HYMN   LXXXVII.    C.  M. 
Chrifl  cr.ivnd  as  Lord  of  all. 
r  ALL  hail  the  pow'r  of  Jefu's  name  ! 

Let  Aiigels  proitrate  fall ; 
Br  ng  forth  the  roy'dl  diadem, 
To  crowii  Him  Lord  of  All. 

a  Let  high"born  Seraphs  tune  the  lyre, 

And,  as  they  time  it,  full 
Before  his  face  who  tunes  their  choh'. 

And  cro%vn  Him  Lord  of  All. 

;   Crown  Him,  ye  morning  ftars  of  light. 

He  fi.i'd  this  floating  ball ; 
Now  h-iil  the  ftrength  of  Ifrael's  might. 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  AIL 

4  Crown  Hiin,  ye  martyrs  of  your  Go  Jj 
Who  from  li's  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  ffem  of"  Jeffe's  rod, 
And  crov/n  Him  Lord  of  All. 

5  Yc  feed  of  Ifraei's  chofcnrace, 
Ye  raufom'd  of  the  fail, 

Hail  Him  who  favcs  you  by  his  grace- 
AuJ  crown  him  Lord  of  All. 

6  H;'.ll  Him,  yc  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Wliom  David  Lm-d  did  call ; 

The  Goo  iucirnatc,  Man  divine, 
An..-!  ::r—  n  Him  Lord  of  Ail. 

hofc  love  can  ne'er  forger 
.'Wood  and  the  gall, 
C'-— ;j.-^_  ;.  yj^ur  trophies  at  his  fe:;':. 
And  crqvrh  Him  Lord  of  All 

Let  evfry  tribe,  and  every  tongvo, 
That  hja.'  the  Saviour's  call, 
Now  Ihoi'.t  in  univerful  fong, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All 

D 


74—],        H  Y  M  N     LXXXVIII. 

HYMN    LXXXVIII.       L.    M. 

Chriji  the  Bright  and  li'Iorning  Star,  Rev.  xxii. 

1  YE  worlds  of  light,  that  roll  fo  near 
The  Saviour's  throne  of  ihlning  Llifs. 
O  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are. 
How  faint   and  few,  compar'd  with  his. 

2  Wc  fmg  tlie  bright  and  morning-ftar 
(Jcfi/s^  the  fpring  of  light  and  love;) 
See  how  it:>  rays  diiTus'd  from  far, 
Condu<5l  us  to  the  realms  above. 

3  Its  cheering  beams,  fpread  wide  abroad, 
And  guide  the  Chriflian  in  his  v/ay ; 

Still  as  he  goes  he  finds  the  road 
Enlighten 'd  with  a  conllant  day. 

4  When  fhall  we  reach  the  heav'nly  place. 
Where  this  bright  liar  will  brighteft  fhino  ; 
leave  far  behind  tbefe  fcenes  of  night. 
And  view  a  luflrc  all  divine  ? 


HYMN    LXXXIX.        I..  M. 
jehovah  the  true  Gad.  Pfalm  xcvii, 

2  JEHOVAH  reigns,  let  all  the  earth 
In  his  juft  government  rejoice  ; 

LtX.  all  the  illes  with  facred  mirth. 
In  his  appiaufe  unite  their  voice. 

'i.  Darknefs  and  clouds,  of  awful  fliade, 

■  His  daziing  glory  fliroud  in  {late  ; 
Juftice  and  truth  his  guards  are  made. 
And  fix'd  by  his  pavilion  wait. 

3  Devouring  fire  before  his  face. 

His  foes  around  with  vengeance  ilruck ; 
M's  lightnings  fet  the  world  on  blaze, 
iiarth  Hw  ijt,  a^id  with  terror  fliook. 


H  Y  M  N     XC,  [—7, 

4  The  proudell  hills  his  prefence  felt, 
Their  height  nor  ftrerigth  could  help  afford, 

.he  proudell:  hills  like  wax  did  melt 
In  j:refence  of  th'  Ahnighty  Lord. 

5  The  heavV.s  his  riglteoufnefs  to  fho-'.v. 
With  ftonns  of  fire  our  foes  pur fu'd  : 

And  all  the  trembli*:g  world  below, 
Have  his  defcending  glory  view'd. 

6  Glad  Sion  of  thy  triumph  heard, 

And  Judah's  daughters  were  o'erjoy'd  ; 
Becaufc  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
Have  Pagan  pride  and  pow'r  deilroy'd. 

7  Rejoice,  ye  righteous  In  the  Lord  ; 
Memorials  of  his  holinefs. 

Deep  in  your  faithful  breads  record, 

AJid  with  your  thankful  tongues  ccnf.f-. 


HYMN  >:c.     Eights. 
Praijl::g  at  the  f  of  of  ihe  crofs, 

1  O  LOVE  divine,  what  haft  thou  done 
Th'  Immortal  God  hath  dy'd  for  me  ! 

The  Father's  co-et:rnaI  Son 

Bore  all  my  fms  upon  the  tree  : 
Th'  immortal  God  for  me  hath  dy'd  ; 
The  Lord,  my  love,  is  cnicify'd.  ' 

2  Si  -.ncrs,  behold,  as  ye  p'fs  by. 

The  blec'l'ingprinciof  I'feand  prc.e  : 
Come,  fes,  ye  Vv^orms,  your  maker  (''.-, 

And  fay,  wrs  ever  grief  hke  hi-  ? 
Come,  feel  with  nic  his  blood  ar.;>:y'  '  ; 
""'he  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucif;\L 

''-<  cra:!ry\i  for  p.-  r-;.'  -r--. 
.-  bricghioj-. 


76—]  HYMN     XCI. 

Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

His  church  is  pv.rchas'd  with  his  hico 
Pardon  and  life  flow  from  his  fide  ; 
The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify 'd  ! 

4  Th?n  let  us  fit  beneath  his  crofs, 
And  gladiy  catch  the  healing  flrcarn  ; 

All  things  for  him  account  but  cirofs, 
And  give  up  ail  our  hearts  to  him  : 

Of  nothing  fpeak,  or  think  befide  ; 

The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify 'd. 

HVMN  xci.  Eights  and  Seven:. 
Love  Divine. 

;  LOVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 

Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  ccnie  dovv'n  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling  : 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  ; 
Jefus,  thou  art  all  compaffion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Vifit  us  with  thy  falvation, 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

%  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  fpirit 

Into  every  troubled  breafl  : 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rell: ; 
'''-■■le  away  the  love  of  finning  : 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away, 

..u  the  work  of  thy  beginning, 

Ering  us  to  eternal  day. 
3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  holy  may  we  be  ; 
1 '  t  us  fee  cur  whole  falvation 

Perfeaiy  fecur'dby  Thee : 


HYMN    XCII.  [—77 

Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

'Till  in  hcav'n  we  take  our  place; 

'Till  we  caft  our  crowns  before  Thee, 
Loft  in  wonder,  love  and  praife. 


«YMN    XCII.      c.   M. 

Healing  mercy  in  jfefus. 
1  Heal  us,  Iimm?.nuel,  here  we  ftand, 

Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch  ; 
To  wounded  fouls  ftretch  forth  thy  hand, 

Bleft  Saviour,  we  are  fuch. 
a  Our  faith  is  weak,  our  flrength  is  fmall, 

We  faintly  truft  thy  word  ; 
Sure  thou  wilt  hear  the '  mourner  call 

And  fay, "  behold  thy  Lord." 

3  Thou  pity'dfc  him  who  once  apply'd 
With  trembling  for  relief ; 

"  Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears  he  cry'd, 
"  O  help  my  unbelief." 

4  She  too,  who  touch'd  thee  in  the  prefs., 
And  healing  virtue  ftolc, 

Was  anfwered,  "  Daughter,  go  in  peace, 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 

5  Like  her,  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 
To  touch  thee  if  v/e  may  ; 

Oh  !  fend  us  not  defpairing  home. 
Send  none  unheai'd  away. 


HYMN    XCIII.       C.    M. 


Walking  ivith  Gc:l,  Genefis  V.  24. 
I  OH  !  for  a  clsfcr  w:xlk  with  God, 

A  calm  aiid  heav'nly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  fiihie  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 


[—78  H  Y  M  N      XCIV. 

r.  Where  is  the  bleffednefs  : 

When  firft  !  faw  the  I.oiu 
Where  is  the  foul-refrefhirj^  view 

Of  Jefus,  and  his  word  ?  ' 

3  What  peaceful  ho^irs  I  once  enjoy'd  ! 
How  fweet  th^ti-  niem'ry  flili  ! 

But  they  have  ''cit  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Retu;  n,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
S-v^^et  melTenger  of  reft ; 

.'.te  the  fms  that  made  theemourn^ 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breaft. 
,5  The  deareft  idol  I  have  knovv-n, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
'  /-p  me  to  tear  it  from  th)' throne, 
And  vvorlhip  only  thee. 

0  fuail  my  walk  be  clofe  %vith  God^ 
Calm  and  ferene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  fhall  mark  the  read 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamh. 


iiYMN  xciv.    Tens  and  Elevens. 
TLe  Lord  ivUl  PrcvJde. 

1  THO' troubles  aJTail,  and  dangers  affright, 
Though  friends  fliould  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite  j 
Yet  one  thing  fecures  us,  whatever  betide, 

The  foripture  afiures  vis,  that  God  v/ill  provide. 

2  The  birds  ivithout  bam  or  fVorehoufe  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  truft  for  our  bread : 
Mis  faints  what  is  fitting,  fliali  ne'er  be  deny'd, 
So  long  as  'tis  written,  the  I^ord  v/ill  provide. 

3  We  may  like  the  fliips,  by  tcmper.,3  be  toft 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  C"nrot  be  left ; 


i.    .    ...  -J     XCV.  [—79 

I  p.ou;jh  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
!  lis  proinifc  engages,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Ajsra'm  of  old, 

Not  knowing  our  v/ay,  but  fdth  makes  us  bold; 

For  though  wo  are  llrangers,  we  have   a  good 

g-uide,  , 
And  trad  in  all  dangers  the  Lord  will  provide. 

'  When  Satan  appears  to  flop  up  our  p^ith, 
-\vA  fill  U5  v.ith  fears,  we  triuniph  by  faith  ; 
He  cannot  talce  from  us,  thou^^h  oft  he  has  try'd, 
Thio    heart-cheering  pi-omifo,  the    Lord  will 
provide. 

6  Kc  tells  us  we're  Wc^ak,  cur  liope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  feek  we  ne'er  fhall  obtain ; 
But  when  fuch  fuggeftionsour  fpirits  have  ply'd. 
This  anfwers  all  qucIHons,  the  Lord  v/ill  provide. 

7  No  flrength  of  our  own, or  goodnefs  we  claim, 
Yet  fmce  we  have  known  the   Saviour's  great 

name. 
In  this  our  ilrong  tower  for  fafety  v/e  hide. 
The  Lwrd  is  our  power,  and  he  v/ill  provide. 

8  When  life  finks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
This  v/ord  of  his  grace  ihall  comfort  us  thrcug' 
No  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Chrirconour  fj  .-., 
We  hope  to  die  iliouting,  the  Lord  will  provide. 


HYMN    XCV.    C.    M. 
Aaron  a  t\pe  of  Cbriji 


I  iSRr,  -V.aron,  God's  anointed  priefr, 

Within  the  vail  appear, 
I   robes  of  my  (lie  meaning  drcil, 

Prefentiag  Ifrciei's  prayer. 


«0— ]  HYMN     XCVI. 

a  The  plate  of  gold  which  crowns  his  brows, 

His  hoUnefs  defcribes  ; 
His  breafl  difplays  in  ihining  rows, 

The  names  of  all  the  tribes. 

3  With  the  aton'ng  blood  he  ftands 
Before  the  mercy-feat, 

And  clouds  of  incenfe  from  his  hands 
Arife  with  odour  fweet. 

4  Through  him,  the  eye  of  faith  defcrlcs 
A  greater  priefl  than  he  : 

Thus  Jefus  pleads  above  the  flcies, 
For  youj  my  friends,  and  mc. 

5  He  bears  the  names  of  all  his  faints, 
Deep  on  his  heart  engrav'd  ; 

Attentive  to  the  flate  and  Vy  ants 
Of  all  his  love  has  fav'd. 

6  In  him  a  holinefs  complete, 
Light  and  perfe6tions  fliii.e, 

And  wifdom,  grace,  and  glory  meet ; 
A  Saviour  all  divine. 


HYiMN    XCVI.      S.    M. 
The  vanity  of  BaUunn  s  ivijh, 

1  HOW  bleft  the  righteous  are. 
When  they  refigji  their  brei^th  ! 

Ko  wonder  Balaam  wifn'd  to  fnare 
In  fuch  a  happy  death, 

2  "  Oli !  let  me  die,  faid  he, 
The  deiith  the  rightt  ous  do  ; 

Wiien  hie  is  ended,  let  me  be 
Found  with  the  faithful  few." 

3  The  force  of  truth,  how  grcut  ! 
When  en'^mies  ccnfefs, 


HYMN     XCVII.  [—81 

None  but  the  righteous,  whom  they  hate, 
A  folid  hope  poffefs. 

4  But  Balaam's  wifh  was  vain, 
His  heart  was  infincere  : 

He  thirfted  for  unrighteous  gain, 
And  fought  a  portion  here. 

5  He  feem'd  the  Lord  to  know, 
And  to  offend  him  loth  ; 

But  Mammoni  prov'd  his  orerthrow, 
For  none  can  ferve  them  both. 

6  May  we,  O  Lord,  moft  high, 
Warning  from  hence  receive, 

If  like  the  righteous  we  would  die, 
To  chooie  the  life  they  live. 


HYMN    XCVIT.       L.    M. 
As  thy  days^fo  Pall  thy  Jlrength  be.VitxiX.  XXxiii.  S?. 

1  AFFLICTED  faint, to  Chrifl:  draw  near, 
Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promife  hear  ; 

His  faitliful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  llrength  jQiall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  dtfpond  and  fay, 
<'  How  fhall  I  Tcand  the  trying  day  ?'* 
He  has  engag'd  by  firm  decree, 
'i'hat  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  fliall  be, 

^^  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  ftrong  ; 
And  though  the  coniiid  ftiould  be  long, 
Thy  l^ord  will  make  the  tempter  flee ; 
For  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  {hall  be. 
4  Should  perfecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trufi,  in  thy  Redeemer's  nunje  ; 
In  fiery  triaL  thou  (hall  fee, 
hat  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  fticdlbe, 

D  2 


Sz-^]  HYMN     XCVIII. 

5  When  Ci:'rQ  to  bear  the  weighty  crofs. 
Of  fore  affiitflion,  pain  or  !ofs, 

Or  deep  diftrefs,  or  pover;.y, 

Still  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  Ihall  be. 

6  V/hen  ghaftly  death  appears  in  view, 
Chrift's  prefence  fliall  thy  fears  fubdue ; 
He  comes  to  fet  thy  fpirit  free, 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  flaall  be. 


HYMN    XCVni.       C.    M. 
Chr:j1  ^he  dcjire  of  all  nations.  H.ig.  ii.  7.  Cant.  I.  3- 
I   INFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 

Thou  lovely  prince  of  grace  ! 
I'hy  uncreated  beauties  fiiine 

With  never-fading  rays. 

a  Sinners  from  earth's  remotefl  end 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet  ; 
To  tliee  their  prayers  and  vows  afcend, 

In  thee  their  wilhes  meet. 

3  Thy  name  as  precious  ointment  Ihed, 
Delights  the  church  around  : 

Sweetly  the  facretl  odors  fpread 
Through  all  Emmanuel's  ground* 

4  Millions  of  happy  fpirits  live 
On  thy  exhauftlefs  (tore  ; 

From  thee  they  all  their  blifs  receive, 
And  il:iil  thou  giveil  more;. 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy : 
They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 

Thy  glories  will  their  tongue  employ 

'i'hroi'  '••  '^;  :■ ' '  eternity. 


HYMN     XCIX.  f^?.. 

HYMN    XCIX.       L.    M, 

CLri/t  our  examph.  John   xili.   15, 
1  WHENE'ER  the  angry  "pafBons  rife, 
And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  {Irif:, 
To  Jefus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Chriftian  life  ! 

z  See  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  \ 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mtnd, 
And  thefe  the  rules  by  which  v/e  live. 

%  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humihty  and  holy  zeal 
Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright  \ 

4  Difpenfing  good  where'er  he  came. 
The  labors  of  his  life  Vv^ere  love  : 

If  we  regard  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

5  But  ah  hov/  blind !  how  weak  we  are  ! 
How  frail !  hov/  apt  to  turn  afide  ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 

And  aflc  thy  fpirit  for  our  guide. 

6  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ; 
Make  us  by  thy  transforniing  grace, 
Dear  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 


HYMN    c.      c.   M. 
Chr'ifiihe  pearl  of  great  price.  Matt.  xiii.  46, 

:  Ye  glittering  toy3  of  earth,  adieu, 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attradls  my  view, 

A  treafure  ail  divine, 


54—]  HYMN    CL 

a  Begone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

Ye  fpecious  baits  of  fenfe  4 
Ineftimable  worth  appears, 

The  pearl  of  price  immenfe  ! 

3  Jefus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 
O  name  divinely  fweet ! 

Jefus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honor,  pleafure  meet. 

4  Should  both  the  Indies  at  my  call, 
Their  boafted  flores  refign  ; 

With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treafures  all  depart. 
Of  this  dear  gift  poffefs'd, 

r  d  clafp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  think  myfelf  mofl  blefs'd. 

6  Dear  fov 'reign  of  my  foul's  defires, 
Thy  love  is  blife  divine  ; 

Accept  the  wifh  that  love  infpires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 


HYMN    CI.       L.    M. 

Chr'ijl  the  phyftcian  of  fouls.  Jeremiah  viii.  2  a. 

1  DEEP  are  the  wounds  which  fm  hath  made 

Where  fliall  the  linner  find  a  cure  ? 

In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid, 

The  v-'ork  exceeds  ail  nature's  pow'r. 

-2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 
Witli  fatal  ftrength  in  every  part ; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins. 
And  fpreads  its  poifon  to  the  heart. 

3  And  can  no  fov'reign  balm  be  found  ? 
Aad  is  no  kii:d  phyfician  nigh, 


H  Y  M  N     CIL  [^8; 

To  eafe  the  pain  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  hfe  and  hope  forever  fly  ? 

4  There  is  a  great  phyfician  near. 
Look  up,  O  fainting  foul,  and  Hve  5 
See,  in  his  heav'niy  fmiles  appear 
Such  eafe  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 

5  See  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood 
liife,  health,  and  blifs  abundant  flow  ? 
'Tis  only  this  dear  facred  flood 

Can  cleanfe  the  heart,  and  heal  its  wor, 

6  Sin  throws  in  vain  its  pointed  dart, 
For  here  a  fov 'reign  cure  is  found  ; 
A  cordial  for  a  fainting  heart, 

A  balm  for  every  painful  wound. 


HYMN    CIl       L.    M. 
Chrtjl  the  chrljl'ian  s  fufficiency. 
1   Now  in  a  fong  of  grateful  praife, 
To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raile  : 
With  all  the  Saints  I'll  join  to  tell. 
That  Jefus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

1  I  fpurn'd  his  grace,  I  broke  his  laws, 
And  then  he  undertook  my  caufe ; 
To  fave  me  when  I  did  rebel, 
My  Jefus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

3  And  fmce  my  foul  hath  known  his  love, 
What  bleflings  hatli  he  made  me  prove  ? 
Mercy,  which  doth  all  praife  excel  ; 

For  Jefus  htith  done  all  things  well. 

4  Whene'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Hath  on  me  laid  his  gentle  rod  ; 

I  know  in  Ml  which  hath  befel. 
That  Jefus  hath  done  all  things  well. 


ZC-^,  HYMN    Clil. 

5  SometuTies  the  Lord  his  face  doth  hidfj 
To  make  me  pray,  and  kill  my  pnds  ; 
Yet  on  my  hea-.^  it  ftill  doth  dwell. 
That  Jefus  hath  done  all  things  well, 

6  Soon  I  fhall  pafs  this  vale  of  death. 
And  in  his  arms  (hall  lofe  my  breath  :, 
And  then  my  happy  foul  ihali  tell, 
How  Jefus  hath  done  ail  things  well, 


HYMN   cm.      I.  M. 

The  effeas  (f  ike  fall  lamented. 

I   SEE  human  nature  funk  in  fhame  ; 
See  fcandals  pour'd  on  Jefu's  name  ; 
The  father  wounded  through  the  fon ; 
The  v.'orld  abus'd,  the  foul  undone. 

a  See  the  Ihort  courfc  of  vain  delight, 
Clofmg  in  evcrlafting  night ; 
In  flames,  that  no  abatement  know, 
Kindled  by  fxn  the  fource  of  wee. 

3  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  fcene  ; 
My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men  ; 
And  fain  my  pity  \\  ould  reclaim, 

And  fnatchthe  fire-brands  from  the  flam 

4  But  fcxble  my  compaflion  proves, 
hvA  can  but  weep,  where  m.ofl  it  loves 
Thy  ov/n  all-faving  arm  cm.ploy, 
Ar.d  turnthefe  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


HYMN     CIV.  L— '-'/ 

HYMN    CIV,       I..    M. 
Sieiin^  to  God  for  the    cot/:muni:atkn  rj  bis  fphit^ 

Ezek.  xxxvi.   37. 
I  HEAR,  gracious  fov'reign,  from  thy  throne. 
And  fend  thy  various  hlefiTings  down  : 
Wliile  by  thine  Ifrael  thou  art.  fouglxt, 
Oh  hear  the  pray'r  thy  word  hath  taught. 

a  Come,  facred  fpirit,  frona  above, 
And  fill  the  coldeft  heart  with  love  ; 
Soften  to  fleHi  the  rugged  ftone. 
And  let  thy  godlike  power  be  kr.own. 

3  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtieil  eye;. 
Shall  floods  of  pious  forrow  rife  ; 

While  all  their  glowing  fouls  arc  borne 
To  feek  that  grace,  which  ncv/  tlicy  fcorn. 

4  O  let  a  holy  flock  await 
Numerous  around  thy  temple-gate, 
Each  prefling  on  with  zeal  to  be 

A  living  facrifice  to  thee. 

5  In  anfwer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
Give  us  to  fee  thy  church  arife  ; 
Or.  if  that  blefling  fcem  too  great. 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low  eflate. 


HVMN    CV.    L.    M. 

The  leadings  of  the  fpirit.  Rom.  viii.  14. 
t  COME,  gracious  fpirit,  heavenly  dove, 
With  lig'it  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  gu.'.rdian,  thou  our  guide. 
O'er  every  thought  and  ftep  prelide.  . 
,",  Condud:  us  fafc,  conduA  us  far 
From  every  fin  and  hurtful  fnarc  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word  tliat  rules  mull  give, 
Ai:d  teach,  Uo  IciTons  how  to  live. 


f8— 1  H  Y  M  N     CVI.. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  difplay, 
And  make  i;s  know  and  cht  ofe  thy  way  ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart- 

4.  Lead  us  to  holinefs,  the  road 
1  hat  we  mufl  take  to  dweil  with  God  ; 
Lead  us  to  Chrift,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  paftures  ilray. 

5  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  reft, 
In  hisenjoyrp.ent  to  be  blefs'd  ; 
J  cad  us  to  heav'n,  the  feat  of  blifs, 
Where  pleafure  in  perfedlion  is. 


HYMN     CVI.       EightC. 
The  injluences  efihefp'nit  dcf^red. 

I  ETERNAL  fpirit,  fource  of  light, 
Enliv'ning,  confecratirg  fre, 

D'.'fcend  and  with  cekilial  heat 

Our  dull,  our  frozen  hearts  infpire  : 

Our  fouls  refine,  our  drofy  confume  ! 

Come,  concci'cending  fpirit  come  ! 

■2  In  our  cold  breads,  O  ilrike  a  fpark 
Of  the  pure  flame,  which  feraphs  feel. 

Nor  let  us  wander  in  the  dark, 
Or  lie  benumib'd  and  ftupid  flill  : 

Coi'ie  vivifying  fpirit,  come, 

Ard  niake  our  hearts  thy  conftant  heme  ! 


Let  pure  devotion's  fervors  rife  ; 
Let  every  picas  paffion 


clow 


O  let  the  raptures  of  tlit  fkies 

Kindln  in  our  cold  hearts  below  ! 
Come,  condefccnding  fpirit,  come, 
And  make  our  fouh  thy  conflant  home  \ 


HYMN     CVIL  — 8j, 

HYMN    CVII.       L.    M. 

'Tl/e  infucnces  of  the  fpirit  cxpi:rienc£d.  John  xlv. 
16,   17. 
I   SURE  the  bleft  comforter  is  nigh, 
'Tis  he  fuftains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Elfe  would  my  hope  forever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

1  When  fome  kind  promife  glads  my  fciul, 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tcmpeft  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  drooping  pow'rs  rejoice  r 

3  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  v/ilh  my  heart  afpires  ; 
Can  it  be  lefs  than  pov/'r  divine. 
Which  animates  tliefe  ftrong  defires  ? 

4  What  lefs  than  "thy  almighty  word 
Can  raife  my  heart  from  earth  and  duflj 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  li'e,  my  treafure,  and  my  trufc  ? 

5  And■\^hen  my  cheerful  hope  can  fay. 
I  love  my  God,  and  tafte  his  grace. 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blifsful  ray. 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  facred  peace  '■. 

6  Let  thy  kind  fpirit  In  my  heart 
Forever  dwiU,  O  God  of  love, 

And  light  and  heavenly  peace  imparr, 
Sweet  carnefl  of  the  joys  above. 


HYMK    CVm.       L.    M. 


the  gricvcJ  fpirit  entreated  not  to  depart.    Pi.  ii.  II. 
I  STAY,  tliou  infultcd  fpirit,  fi;;'.y, 
Though  I  have  done  thee  fuch  detoitc. 
Call:  not  u  finner  quite  an-ay, 
l^QV  take  thine  everlafting  flight  : 


50— J  HYMN     CIX. 

a  Though  I  have  mofl  unfaithful  been 
Of  all,  v.hoe'er  thy  grace  receiv'd, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  griev'd. 

3  But  O  !  the  chief  of  finners  fpare, 
ia  honor  cf  my  great  high-priefl ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  fvvear 

1  fhall  not  fee  thy  people's  rejfl. 

4  If  yet  thou  canfl  my  fins  forgive, 
K'en  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes ; 
Into  thy  reft  of  love  receive, 

And  blefe  me  with  the  calm  repofe. 

5  E'en  now  my  weary  foul  releafc, 
And  raifs  me  by  thy  gracious  hand  ! 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfcvil  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 


HYMN    CIX.       C.    M. 

^hc  fp'irit  rf  Cod  liifenjibly  'ioiihdraivn.     Judges 
xvi.  ao. 

I  A  PRESENT  God  is  all  our  flrength, 

And  all  our  joy  and  hope  ; 
When  he  withdraws,  our  comforts  die, 

And  every  grace  muft  droop. 

3  But  flattering  trifles  chai-m  oivr  hearts 

To  court  tlieir  falfe  embrace, 
Till  jufily  this  neglected  friend 

Averts  his  angry  face. 

3  He  leaves  us  and  v/e  mifs  liim  not  ; 

But  go  prefumptuovis  on, 
Tili  bafPied,  wounded,  and  enflav'd, 

We  learn,  th^t  God  is  goise. 


HYMN     ex.  [—91 

4  And  what,  my  foul,  can  then  remain 
One  ray  of  liglit  to  give  ? 

Severed  from  him,  their  better  life. 
How  can  his  children  live  ? 

5  Hence,  all  ye  painted  forms  of  joy, 
And  leave  my  heart  to  mourn  : 

i  would  devote  thefe  eyes  to  tears, 
Till  chear'd  by  his  return. 

6  Look  back,  my  Lord,  and  own  the  place. 
Where  once  thy  temple  flood ; 

For  lo,  its  ruins  bear  the  mark 
Of  rich  atoning  blood. 


MVMN  ex.     Sevens. 
S!n  betvailed.      I  Kings  iii.  5. 
1  COME,  my  foul^,  thy  fuit  prepare, 
Jefus  loves  to  anfwer  pray'r ; 
He  himfelf  kas  bid  thee  pray, 
Rife  and  alk  without  delay. 

2.  With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  fin  ! 
Let  thy  blood, for  finners  fpilt. 
Set  my  confcience  free  from  guilt, 

3.  Lord  !  I  come  to  thee  for  reft, 
Take  poiTeffion  of  my  breaft  ; 

There  tlr/  blocd-bouglit  right  maintain. 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

4  As  the  image  in  the  glafs 
Anfwers  the  beholder's  face  ; 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear. 
Print  thine  own  refemblance  there. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  fpirit  cheer ; 


9i~j  HYMN    CXI. 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

6  Shew  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Ev'ry  hour  my  flrength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death* 


EYMN    CXI.      L.    M. 

Tracer  for  quickening  grace* 

1  OUR  v/iflies  would  our  ruin  prove, 
Could  we  our  wretched  choice  obtain, 
Before  we  feel  the  Saviour's  love, 
Kirdiing  our  love  to  him  again. 

2  But  when  our  hearts  perceive  his  worth, 
DefireS;  till  Jien  unknown,  take  place ; 
Our  fpirits  cleave  no  more  to  earth, 

But  pant  for  holinefs  and  grace. 

3  And  deft  thou  fay,  «  Afk  what  thou  wilt  ?" 
Lord,  I  would  feize  the  golden  hour  ; 

1  pray  to  be  releas'd  from  guilt. 
And  freed  from  fm  and  Satan's  powV. 

4  More  of  thy  prefence,  Lord,  impart, 
More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear ; 
Erevft  thy  throne  within  ray  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

HYMN    cxii.      c.  M. 
Faith" s  revieiv  and  expeSiation. 

1  AMAZING  grace  !  (how  fweet  the  found) 

That  fav'd  a  wretch  like  me ! 
I  once  VN^as  loft,  lut  now  am  found, 

Wai  blind,  but  now  I  fee. 


HYMN    CXIII.  [—93 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear^ 
And  grace  my  fears  rehcv'd  ; 

How  precious  did  that  grace  appear. 
The  hour  I  firfl  believ'd  ! 

3  Thro'  many  dangers,  toils,  and  fiiares, 
I  have  already  come  ; 

'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  fafe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me, 
His  word  my  hope  fecures ; 

He  will  my  fliield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  hfe  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  thisflelh  and  heart  fiiall  fail, 
And  mortal  life  fhall  ceafe  ; 

1  fhall  pofiefs  within  the  vail, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  earth  Ihall  foon  diffolve  like  fnow, 
The  fun  forbear  to  faine  ; 

But  God  who  call'd  me  here  belov/, 
Will  be  forever  mine. 


HYMN  CXIII.       L.    M. 

T/je  prejfure  of  Shu 
I  O  THAT  my  load  of  fin  were  gone-— 

O  that  I  could  at  laft  fubmit, 
At  Jefus'  feet  to  lay  me  down. 

To  lay  my  foul  at  Jcfus'  feet. 

a  When  (hall  mine  eyes  behold  the  Lamb, 
The  God  of  my  falvation  fee  ? 

Wear)',  O  Lord,  thou  know'ft  I  am, 
Yet  Hill  I  cannot  come  to  thee. 

3  Reft  for  my  foul  I  long  to  find  ; 
Saviour,  if  mine  indeed  thcv.  art, 


:■,— J  K  Y  M  N     CXIV. 

Give  nie  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  (lamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

4  I  would  (but  thoti  muft  give  the  powV) 
My  heart  were  from  its  fins  releas'd : 

0  Itt  me  fee  that  happy  hour, 

'Twill  fill  my  foul  with  heav'nly  peace. 

5  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  fmner  cheer. 
Let  not  my  Jcfus  long  delay. 

Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  I  pray. 

HVMM    CXlV.       L.    M. 
A  Sinner  fuhmitt'ing    to  God. 

1  WEARY  of  ftruggling  with  my  pain, 
Hopehi  5  to  burd  this  fmful  chain, 

At  length  I  give  the  contcfl  e'er. 
And  feck  to  free  myfeif  no  more. 

^  From  my  own  works  at  lafl  I  ceafe — 
God  that  creates  mufh  fcal  my  peace  ; 
Fruitlefs  my  toil  and  vain  my  care, 
Unicfs   thy  fov'reign  grace  I  Ihare. 

3  Lord,  I  defpair  myfeif  to  heal, 
\  fee  my  fm  but  cannot  feel ; 

cannot,  till  thy  i"pirit  blow, 
•  "id  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 

4  'Tis  tliine,  a  heart  of  flefh  to  give. 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive  ; 

i-J.ere  then  to  thee  I  all  refign, 
'To  craw,  redeem  and  feal  is  thixie. 

V.^'ith  Cmple  truth  to  thee  I  call, 
r  /  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  mv  al'  : 

ait  the  moving  of  the  pool — 
v/ait  the  word  th:,t  fpeaks  me  who'c. 


H  Y  M  N     CXV.  [. 

Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  ficlmeJ's  cure, 
Make  my  infetfted  nature  pure  ; 
Peace,  righteoufners,  and  joy  impart, 
.And  pour  thyfelf  into  my  heart. 


HYMN    CXV.       I..    M. 

Invitation  to  Jinmrs. 
I  SINNERS,  obey  the  gofpcl  -vvcrd, 
Hafte  to  the  fupper  of  your  Lord  : 
Be  wife  to  knov/  your  gracious  day, 
All  things  are  ready,  come  av/ay. 

a  Ready  the  father  is  to  own, 
And  kifs  his  late  returning  Sen, 
Ready  the  gracious  Saviour  Hands 
And  fpreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  fpirit  from  above 
'I'o  fill  the  fmful  heart  with  love, 
T'  apply  and  witnei^s  Jt fu's  blcod 
And  wafh  i  nd  feal  you  fons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  Angels  wait. 
To  triumph  in  your  blefl  cfkate  ; 
Tuning  their  harps  by  which  they  pi'aife, 
The  woiidcrs  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  Come  then,  ye  fmners,  to  the  Lord, 
7'o  happinofs  in  Chrifl  refior'd  ; 

His  profrer'd  benefits  embrace. 
The  plenitude  of  gofpei  grace. 

6  O  <]uit  this  world's  delufive  charnia. 
And  quiclvly  fly  to  Jcfu's  arms; 
Wrcftle  until  your  God  is  known, 
Till  vou  can  call  the  lord  your  own 


96--]  HYMN     CXVi. 

HYMN    CXVI.       C.    M. 

Fortitude  under  reproaches. 

1  DIDST  thou,  dear  Jefus,  fuffer  Ihamc, 
And  bear  the  crofs  for  me  ? 

And  fhall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  Ihall  I  bafely  flee, 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  Ihould  dread 
To  fuffer  Ihame'or  lofs  ; 

O,  let  me  in  thy  footHeps  tread, 
And  glory  in  thy  crofs. 

2,  Infpire  my  foul  with  life  divine, 

And  holy  courage  bold  ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meeknefs  fnine. 

Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

4  Say  to  my  foul,  why  doft  thou  fear 
The  face  of  feeble  man  } 

Behold  thy  heav'nly  captain's  here, 
Before  thee  in  the  van. 

5  O  how  my  foul  would  rife  and  run, 
At  this  reviving  word ; 

Nor  any  painful  fuff'rings  ihun, 
To  foUov/  thee,  my  Lord. 

6  Let  £nful  men  r  eproach,  defame. 
And  call  me  what  tliey  will ; 

If  I  may  glorify  tliy  name. 
And  be  thy  fervant  ftiil. 


HVMN   cxvii.      c.  M. 

The  Cofpdf lilted  to  the  loants  of  all 

I  JESUS,  thy  blelTings  are  not  few, 

Nor  is  thy  gofp  1  v/eak  ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  flubborn  Jcir, 

And  heal  the  dying  Grisk. 


li  Y  M  N     CXVIir.  [— ^; 

%  WiJe  as  the  rcacii  of  Satan',  r jge, 

Docs  tl.y  faivation  flow  ; 
It's  not  confin'clto  fcx  or  age, 

The  lofty  or  the  low. 

;   WWih  grace  is  cfTer'd  to  the  prmce, 

The  poor  may  t;ih2  their  ihare  ; 
NT)  mortal  has  a  juH  pretence, 

To  perifn  In  defpair. 

.-.  Cv3!ne  all  ye  vrrcfched  nnnei-s  come, 

He'll  foi  m  your  foiils  anew ; 
tils  gofpi-l  and  his  heart  have  room 

Tor  rehels  fiich  as  you. 


HY.MN    CXVIIl.       I..    M. 

T^e  Excellency  rf  ilc  Prl^hooJ  .y  Chri 

T   'MIDST  all  the  prleils  of  Tcwifh  race, 
Jefus  the  nioft  iiluftrious  fcands  : 
The  radiar:t  beauty  of  his  face 
Superior  love  and  awe  demands. 

1  Not  Aaron  or  ISlLlchizedeck 
Cou'd  claim  fuch  high  defcent  as  he  ; 
His  nature  and  his  name  befpeal: 
His  unexampled  pedigree. 
3  Defcpndi'r.g  from  the  throne  ahor?. 
He  bears  th'  endearing  name  of  fon ; 
Drcfs'd  in  onr  iiefii  and  niov'd  by  love. ; 
He  puts  his  pried ly  garments  on. 
t  Se.. !  ht' pr ."Ants  his faciificc, 
J\x\  oflf'riiig  iTiOil  divinely  fwoet; 
While  clouils  of  fragn-.nt  incenfe  riie, 
And  cover  o'er  the  mercy  feat. 

-  The  fi-tb  :r  with  approving  fmiic 
.".  :pts  the  cff'i-'ng  of  hii  fon  : 


gS— ]  K  Y  M  N     CXIX, 

New  joys  the  wond'ring  angels  feel, 
And  hafle  to  bear  the  tidirigs  (Jo-wn. 

6  The  welcome  news  their  lips  repeat^ 
Gives  iiicred  pleafure  to  my  breafl; ; 
Henceforth,  my  loul,  thy  caufe  commit 
To  Chrift,  thy  advocate  and  pricft. 

HYMN    CXIX.       L.    M. 

Chriji  the  Way  to  the  heavenly  Canaan^ 

I  JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  J  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  fee,  and  I'll  purfue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

-2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  xrent, 
The  road  that  teadsfrom  baniflmient. 
The  king's  highway  of  holinefs 
1%  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  fought-, 
And  mcurn'd  becaufe  I  found  it  not ; 
"My  grief,  my  burden  lorg  has  been, 
x'ecaxife  I  ccxild  not  ceafe  from  iin. 

4  The  more  I  flx-ove  againil  its  pow'r, 
\  finn'd  and  ftumbled  but  the  more, 

fill  late  1  hear4  my  Saviour  fay. 
Come  hither,  foul,  "  I  am  the  way." 

?  To !  glad  I  come,  and  thou  bkfl  lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  the^  as  I  am  ; 
Nothing  but  fm  I  thee  can  give, 
N6t):irig  but  love  Ihall  I  receive. 
ii  Thin  will  I  tell  to  fmners  round. 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I. have  found  ; 
rU  y.wint  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
.'    .      '  ,  "■  Behold  the  way  to  Gcd." 


HYMN     CXX.  99—^ 

HYMN    CXX.       C.    M. 

Mercy  prevailing.     Ezek.  xvi.  63. 
)..   ONCEperKhin^  in  blood  I  lay, 

Creatm-es  no  help  could  give  ; 
liut  Jel'us  pufs'd  me  In  the  way, 
•  I    He  faw,  and  bid  mc  live. 

!i  O  can  I  e\v  that  day  forget, 
I    When  Jclus  kindly  fpoke  i 
Poor  foul,  my  blood  has  paid  thy  debt. 
And  now  I  break  thy  yoke. 

■•^rbold,  I  take  thee  for  my  ov/n, 

-.d  give  myfelfto  thee  ; 

^he  the  idols  thou  haft  known, 
And  yield  thyleif  to  me." 

4  Ah  ^yorthlefs  heart !  it  promis'd  fa-r, 
And  faid  it  would  be  thine  ; 

I  little  thought  it  e'er  would  dare 
Again  with  idols  join. 

5  LORD,  doft  thou  fuch  back-flldliigs  heal, 
And  pardon  all  that's  pafl  ? 

Sure,  if  I  am  not  made  of  fteel, 
I  fhall  relent  at  lall;. 

<6  My  tongue,  which  rafhly  fpo!to  b-f-r^ 

Thy  mercy  will  reilrain  ; 
ourely  I  now  fhail  boaft  no  more, 
Nor  cenfure^  nor  complain. 


HYMN    CXXI.       L.  M. 
The  p'.r.vsr  of  Dl'ji.is  Grare,  in  anfwsy 

£zck.  xsxvi.  25 — 28. 
I  THF:  I.nrd  proJ.aims  his  grace  abrcp 
Behold  I  change  your  hearts  cf  ;1g  i'*  -. 
Ye  fliall  renounce  each  idol-god, 
And  fcrvc;  and  nraife  the  LOPJ)  ilone. 


ICO—]  H  y  M  N     CXXIL 

2  My  grace,  a  flowing;  ftrcam  pioceeds., 
1  o  v.dh  ycV'T  filthirefs  away ; 

Ye  fhall  abhor  your  former  deeds, 
And  learn  my  flatutes  to  obey. 

3  My  truth  the  o-reat  defjgn  infurcSj 
1  give  mylelf  away  to  ycu  ; 

Ye  fhal!  be  mire,  I  will  be  yours, 
Your  GOD  unalterably  true. 

4  Yet  not  unfought,  nor  unimplor'd, 
The  pk Titeous  grace  will  I  cor.fer ; 

No — your  whole  hearts  fhall  leek  the  LORD. 
I'll  put  a  praying  fpirit  there. 

5  From  the  firft  breath  of  life  divine, 
Down  to  the  laft  expiring  hour  ; 
The  gracious  work  Ihall  all  be  mine, 
Begun  and  ended  in  my  pow'r. 


HYMN    CXXII. 


T/ie  Leper  healed.     Matt.  viii.   2,  3- 
I   WHEN  the  poor  leper's  cafe  I  read, 

My  own  defcrib  d  I  feel ; 
Sin  is  a  leprofy  indeed, 

Which  none  but  CHRIST  can- heal. 

a  What  anguih  ^'A  my  foul  endure. 
Till  hope  and  patience  ceas'd  ? 

The  more  I  firove  rnyfsif  to  cure. 
The  more  the  plague  increas'd. 

3  While  thus  I  lay  diftrefs*d,  I  fav/ 
The  Saviour  pailing  by; 

To  him,  though  fill'd  with  fliame  and  awe, 
I  rals'd  my  niournful  cry. 

4  LORD,  thou  canil  heal  me  if  thou  vvilt^ 
Oh  pity  to  me  fhew, " 


HYMN     CXXni.  [—10! 

O  cleanle  my  IcpTous  foul  from  guilt ; 

My  filthy  heart  renew. 
5  He  heard,  and  with  a  gracious  look, 

Pronounc'd  the  healing  word  ; 
«  I  will — be  clean,"  and  while  he  fpckc, 

!  felt  my  health  reftor'd. 
C  Come,  fmners  feize  the  prefent  hour, 

The  Saviour's  grace  to  prove  ; 
He  can  relive,  for  he  is  pow'r, 

He  will,  for  he  is  love. 


HYMN    CXXIII.       L.    M. 
Bj.rrennefs  and  Indivdlhig  Sin. 
I  LORD,  I'm  defil'd  in  every  part, 
Bdircn  my  life,  and  cold  my  heart, 
Yet  fometlmes,  through  thy  fov'relgn  grace* 

1  catch  a  glimpfe  of  Jefu's  face. 

2  This  gives  my  drowfy  heart  a  fpriug, 
I  fain  would  rife,  and  fain  would  fmg ; 
But  foon  a  cloud  rolls  in  ])etween. 

All  black  with  fome  indwelling  fm. 

3  My  notes  th.^n  faulter  on  my  tongue. 
The  foui  coutngiou  fpcils  my  fong  ; 
But  Thou,  v/lio  do  ft  the  world  control, 
Speak  but  the  word,  I  fhall  be  whole. 


EYMM    CXSIV.       C.     M. 
T^e  Pozvcr  of  Faith. 
I  FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bUfs» 

And  faves  mc  from  its  fnares  ; 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  foftens  all  my  cares  : 

4  ExtinTulihes  the  thiril  of  fin, 
And  Light*  the  facred  fire 


.-.— ]  H  Y  M  N     CXXV. 

Of  love  to  God,,  and  heavenly  things. 
And.  kftds  the  pure  dcure. 

3  The  wounded  confcience  kno-^s  its  power 

The  healing  bahii  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  faddeft  hcra't  can  cheer, 

And  make  tlie  dying  live. 

Wide  it  unveils  celellial  worlds, 
Where  deathlefs  pleafures  reign; 
And  bids  rae  feek  niy  portion  thtr^, 
Nor  bids  me  feek  in  vain  : 

5  She-w  s  me  the  precious  promife  feal'd 
"     With  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 

And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  reil 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

6  There,  there  unfkaken  would  I  rtfr, 
"r!jil  this  vile  body  dies; 

And  then  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
At  once  to  glory  rife. 


■    liVMN  cxsv.     Eights. 
F^nth  CQfiqtierhig, 
\k  1  HE  mcmcnt  a  (inner  believes, 
f     And  triifts  in  his  crucify 'd  God, 
^'   pardon  at  once  he  receives, 

denipticn  in  full  through  his  blood. 
T-iith  that  ftUi  leads  us  along, 
:d  bves  under  preffure  and^load, 
t  makes  us  in  Vv'iaknefs  more  fcrong, 
.4jid  draws  the  foul  upward  to  God. 

i  it  treads  on  the  world.  zvA  on  hell, 
I    it  vanquiihes  death  and  dcfpair  : 
knd  Oh  !  kt  us  woi^der  to  tdl. 
It  wreftles  and  conaaers  by  pri>'r, 


H  Y  M  N     CXXVI. 

Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  duft, 
Witi\  God  to  commune  as  a  friend  ; 
To  hope  his  forgivenefs  as  juft. 

And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 
3  It  fays  to  the  mountains,  "  depart," 

That  {land  between  God  and  the  fouj  ; 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makc'j  wounded  confciences  whole  ; 
Bids  fins  of  a  crinifon-like  dye 

Be  fpotlefs  as  fnow,  and  as  white  ; 
And  raifes  the  fmner  on  high, 

To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light. 

HYMN    CXXVI.       C.    M. 
Faith  fuperior  to  Scnfe. 
I  SIGHT,  hearing,  feeling,  taile  and  fraefl, 

Are  gifts  we  highly  prize  : 
But  thefe  may  downv/ard  lead  to  hell, 
While  faith  to  heav'n  doth  rife. 

%  More  piercing  than  the  eagle's  figiit, 
Faith  viev/s  the  world  unknown  if 

Surveys  the  glorious  realms  of  light. 
And  JESUS  on  the  throne. 

3  It  hears  the  mighty  Voice  of  QOD, 
And  ponders  what  he  faith  ; 

His  word  and  works,  his  gifts  and  roa, 
Have  each  ii  voice  to  faith. 

4  It  feels  the  touch  of  heav'nly,pcvv'r. 
And  from  the  boundlefs  fource, 

D  irivcs  frefh  vigour  ev'ry  hour 
To  run  its  daily  courTe. 

5  The  truth  and  gcodn.fs  of  the  LOPx.D 
Are  fuited  to  its  taft^ ; 

Mean  is  the  wolciliirg's  p^'^-pet'd  board, 
To  faith's rternctuil  fc.fl. 


304-—]         HYMN      CXXVIL 

6  Till  faving  faith  poflefs  the  mind, 

In  vain  of  llnfe  we  boaft ; 
"We  r,re  but  feixfelefs,  taftclefs,  blind, 

And  deaf,  and  dead,  and  loit. 


HYMN  cxxvii.     Sevens  and  Sixes. 
Diwne  light  breaking  into  the  foul, 

I  SOMETIMES  a  light  furprifes 

The  Chi-iflian  while  he  fings ; 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rifes 

Witli  healing  on  his  wings  ; 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  foul  again 
A  feafoa  of  clear  Jhining, 

To  chear  it  after  rain. 

Z  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  fweetly  then  p'lrfuc 
The  theme  of  God's  falvatlon, 

And  find  it  ever  new  : 
Set  fiipc  from  prefcnt  forrow, 

W§  chcerfuiiy  can  fay, 
E'en  let  th'  unknoA  ;n  to-morrow 

Bring  Avith  it  v/hat  it  may. 

3  It  can  bj-ing  with  it  nothing 

But  lie  \f\\i  hthv  us  thro', 
Who  gives  the  lilies  c'oathing. 

Will  clothe  his  peopl;  too  : 
Ben-M-h  the  fpreadli^g  heavens, 

No  crcriture  but  is  fed ; 
An.l  be  who  feeds  ths  ravens, 

VvMl  give  his  clTaidreri  bread. 

,,  Tho'  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 
'i  heir  wante'I!  fruit  fhould  b:iar, 

Tho'  ail  the  firJds  fbould  wither. 
Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there  : 


HYMN     CXXVIIi.  [— lOJ 

Yet  God  the  fame  abiding, 

Hispraifcfhall  tune  my  voice  ; 
For  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


HYMN    CXXVIII.       C.    M. 

Chrtjl  revealed  in  afouljlaln  by  the  laiv, 

I   S  MOTE  by  thy  law,  I'm  juftly  flain, 
Great  God,  behold  my  cafe  ; 
Pity  a  {Inner  fiU'd  with  pain. 
Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face. 

1  Dread  terrors  fright  my  guilty  foul, 

Thy  juftice,  all  in  flames, 

Gives  fentence  on  this  heart  fo  foul, 

00  hard,  fo  full  of  crimes. 

'Tis  trembling  hardnefs  that  I  feel ; 
f:ar,  but  caa't  relent, 
Perhaps  of  endlefs  death  the  feal : 
Oh  that  I  could  repent ! 

4  My  pray'rs,  my  tears,'  my  vows  are  vile, 
My  duties  black  with  guilt ; 

On  fuch  a  wretch  can  mercy  fmile, 
The'  Jefu's  blood  was  fpilt  ? 

5  Speechlefs  1  fink  to  endlefs  night, 

1  fee  an  opening  hell : 

But  lo  !  what  glory  ftrikes  my  fight  ? 
Such  glory  who  can.tell ! 

6  Enwrapt  in  thefe  bright  beams  of  peace, 
I  feel  a  gracious  God  : 

Sv.'ell,  fwell  the  note ;  Oh,  tell  his  grace  ! 
Sound  his  high  praife  abroad ! 

E    2 


:c.j"-]  K  Y  M  N     CXXIX. 

/  Now  rife,  my  foul,  adore  and  love, 
Leave  uxx  aad  hell  behind  ; 
Give  all  thy  pow'rs  to  heav'n  above, 
/  Ti  .1  rraife  th'  elernal  mind. 


KYMN    CXXIX.       L.    M. 

0«  il-e  hardnefs  of  ihc  heart. 

;   O  FOR  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day, 
i'o  take  the  ilubborn  ftone  away  ; 
/ind  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart  J  this  frozen  heait  of  mine. 

i  The  rocks  can  rent,  the  earth  can  quake  , 
1'he  fea  can  roar,  the  inonntains  fnake  ; 
Of  feeling  all  things  lliow  fome  fign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  Tby  judgments,  Lord.unmov'd  I  hear, 
(Ainasing  thought !)  v/hich  devils  fear ; 
Goodnefs  aid  v/ruth  in  vain  combine, 
To  filr  this  ilapid  heart  of  mine. 

4  "iTo  hc:-.r  the  forrow  tiiou  haft  felt, 
."Oer.r  I^ord,  an  adamant  would  melt, 
P'Ut  I  can  r;  ad  each  moving  lijie, 
.^jnd  nothing  move  this  heart  cf  mine. 

K  But  pcw'r  divine  can  do  th.?  CxtcC^, 
And  iuxjch  to  feel  that  pcw'r  I  need  ; 
Thy  friiit  can  from  drofs  refine, 
And  move  and  rntit  this  heart  of  mine, 

0  Then  dearefi:  Lord,  thy  fpirit  give, 
And  mahc  my  drooping  heart  i-cvive  ; 
I'fo  lonc^er  then  fnali  I  repine, 
No  Iyi:g;r  mourn  this  heart  of  nunc 


H  Y  IVI  N     CXXX.  [--107 

;  hut  anthems  dwell  upon  my  tongue, 
Aiid  this  Hi  all  ever  be  niy  lorff, 
'Tw»s  nought  but  fovVeign  Icvc  divine, 
That  niov'd  this  flupid  heart  of  mine. 

H7Mn  CXXX.     Sevens. 

ChrifiAfcenftcn.:- 
\  KAIL  the  day  that  fees  him  rife, 
Ravifn'd  fiom  our  wifliful  eyesj 
Chriii  awhile  to  mortals  giv'n, 
R^-afcendshis  nai'.ve  hcav'r, 
There  the  ponopous  triumph  waits; 
*'  Lift  your  heads,  eternal  j;r.£C3! 
"  "WTde  unfold  the  radiant  fcene, 
"  Take  the  King  of  glory  in ! " 

a  Him  tho'  highefi:  hfa\'n  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 
Tho*  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own ; 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes. 
Prevalent  h's  death  he  pleads ; 
Next  himfv  if  prepares  a  place. 
Harbinger  of  human,  race. 

3  Mailer  (may  we  ever  fay) 
Taken  from  ourwcrid  away; 
S:e  thy'faithful  ferv ants, fee, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  tiiee  ! 
GraT>t,tho*  parted  from  our  fifrht . 
P'''-h  above  yon  azure  height  — 
Gi  ,■  X  our  fools  may  thither  riA, 
Fc'l'v/iag  thee  beyond  the  ikies. 

.■:  Tver  upward  let  us  move, 
,<f'<.  .  :a  on  the  wings  of  love, 
JLookir^  when  our  Lor  J  /hall  come, 
Lrnj-'ng  for  a  happier  home ; 


jo8— j  HYMN     CXXXL 

There  we  fhall  with  thee  remain, 
Partners  of  thine  endlefs  reign, 
There  thy  face  unclouded  fee, 
Find  our  heaven  of  heav'ns  in  thee. 


HYMN  cxxxi.     Sevens. 
ChriJVs  triumphant  aJTcenJion, 
1  JESUS  our  triumphant  head, 
Ris'n  vidlorious  from  the  dead ; 
To  tlie  realms  of  glory's  gone. 
To  afcend  liis  rightful  throne. 

a  Cherubs  on  the  conqueror  gaze, 
Seraphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze  ; 
Each  bright  order  of  the  Iky, 
Hail  him,  as  he  paffes  by  ! 

3  Saints  the  glorious  triumph  meet : 
See  their  garments  at  his  feet ! 

By  his  fears  his  toils  are  view'd, 
And  his  garments  roU'd  in  blood  ! 

4  Heav'n  its  kii^g  congratulates, 
Opens  v/ide  her  golden  gates ; 
Angels,  fongs  of  vicfl'ry  bring, 
All  the  blifsful  regions  ring  ! 

5  Sinners  join  the  Iieav'nly  pow'rs, 
For  redemption  all  is  ours  ; 

None  but  burden'd  finners  prove 
Blood  bought  pardon,  dying  love. 

6  Hail !  thou  dear,  thou  worthy  Lord  \ 
Holy  Lamb  !  incarnate  word! 

Hail  !  thou  fufF'ring  Son  of  God! 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood. 


li  Y  M  N     CXXXII,  :— lo 

* 

IIYMX     CXXXII-       L,    M. 

Hipc  encoi;ragfd  h  a  vlfic  of  the  difine  perfeSiior. 
\   Sam.  XXX.  6. 

1  WHY  finks  my  weak  defponding  mind  ? 
Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  figh  ? 
Can  fovVeign  goodnefs  be  unkind  ? 

Am  I  not  f:ife  when  God  is  nigh  ? 

2  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand  ; 
That  gracious  hand  on  which  I  live, 
Does  life,  and  time,  and  death  command, 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3  'Tis  he  fupports  this  fainting  fram-. 
On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline  ', 
The  wond'rous  glories  of  his  name, 

How  wide  they  fpread,  how  bright  they  faiue! 

4  Infinite  wifdom  !  boundhfs  poAv'r  ! 
Unchanging  faithfulnefs  and  love  l' 
Here  let  me  truft,  while  I  adore, 
And  from  my  refuge  ne'er  remove. 

5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indecil, 
Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave  j 
A  prefent  help  in  times  of  need, 
Still  kind  to  hear  and  ftrong  to  fave. 

6  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord, 
And  eafe  the  forrows  of  my  brealt ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine — and  I  am  bleft. 


HVMN  cxxxni. 


A  pjn  itent  plcadh;^^  for  tti  ercy, 
I  LORD,  at  thy  feet  we  finner^  lie. 

And  k.iock  at  mercy'^  door  ; 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcafl  ey:, 

Thy  favor  we  imtiloie, 


a  10—]  HYMN     CXXXiv. 

2  [On  us,  the  vail  extent  dlfplay 
Of  thy  forgiving  love  ; 

Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  We  fmk,  with  all  this  weight  Gpprefs'd. 
Sink  down  to  death  and  hell  ; 

Oh,  give  our  troubled  fpaits  reft, 
Our  num'rous  fears  difpel.] 

4  'Tis  mercy,  mercy  we  implore. 
We  would  thy  howels  move  ; 

Thy  grace  is  an  exhaulllefs  ftore, 
And  thou  thyfelf  art  love. 

5  Oh,  for  thy  own,  for  Jefu's  fake, 
Our  mrvny  fins  forgive  ; 

Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break, 
And  breaking  foon  relieve. 

6  Thus  melt  us  down,  thus  make  us  bend, 
And  thy  dominion  ovrn  ; 

Nor  let  a  rival  more  pretend 
To  repoffefs  thy  throne. 

HYMN   CXXXIV.     Geveii':-. 

Rejolchi'^  in  huf,d.  Ifaiah  XXXV.  lo.  Luke  xii. 
1   CHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  king, 
As  ye  journey,  fweetly  fmg  ; 
Sirg  your  Saviour's  Vv'^orthy  praife. 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

0,  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  vi'ay  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now.  and  ye 
Soon  their  happlnefs  Ih^li  fee. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  fiock,  andbleiV, 
You  near  Jefu's  throne  fnall  reft : 


HYMN     CXXXV.  [— ii 

There  your  feats  are  now  prepiir'd, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  {land 
On  the  borders  cf  your  land  ; 
Jefus  Chriil:,  your  futher's  fon, 
Bids  you  undiimay'd  go  en. 

5  Lord  !  fubmhuve  make  us  go^ 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 

Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  ftill  will  follow  thee. 

HYMN     CXXXV,       L.    ?,I . 

^JR.ch:rn  ofjry. 

1  WHEN  dar'/.ntfs  long  has  veii'd  my  miudj 
And  fmiling  day  once  more  appears  ; 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find 

The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart, 
And  bluili  that  I  f.iould  ever  be 
So  prone  to  ail  a  flnful  pa;-t. 
And  ftill  mdulge  diftruft  of  thee  ! 

3  O  !  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 
"(What  I  am  ftill  fo  flow  to  learn  :) 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  fnudow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  eafy  to  repeat ! 
Eut  when  my  faith  is  iharply  try'd, 
1  find  niyf;;lf  a  learner  yei, 
Unikiiful,  weak,  and  apt  to  Aide. 

5  But,  O  my  I/ord,.one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  difobedlent  v/:ll ; 

Drives  doubt  and  difcwitent  away, 
And  thy  rebeilicus  wctrn  is  ftiU. 


ii.-- ]         li  Y  M  N     CXXXVJ. 

6  Thou  art  zs  ready  to  fcrglve. 

As  I  am  ready  to  repine  ; 

Lord,  therefore,  all  the  praife  receive  ; 

Be  ihamc,  and  felf-abhorrence,  mine. 

HYMN    CXXXVI.       1.    M. 

Gravity  and  decenr.'^j. 
\  BEHOLD  thefons,  the  heirs  of  God, 
So  dearly  bought  'A^ith  Jefu's  blood  ! 
Are  they  ret  born  to  heav'nly  joys, 
And  Ihaii  tiat-y  ftoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 
rv  Can  laughter  feed  V.\   immortal  rnind 
'vVerc  fpirits  of  celeflia!  kind 
Made  for  a  jeft,  for  fport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time  and  waftcthe  day  ' 
•:  Doth  vain  difcourfe,  or  c^mp ty  miiih, 
\Vell  fuit  the  honors  of  their  birth  i 
?hail  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire. 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire  : 

\  Lord,  V.  Ith  a  hcav'n-i^ireAed  eye,  p 
We'll  pafs  thefe  glittering  trifles  by. 
Oh,  raife  our  hearts  and  paflions  higher  ; 
Touch  our  vain  fouls  vv'ith  facred  fire; 

t  Then  we  will  look  on   toys  below 
With  fuch  difdain  as  angds  do: 

And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rife 
To  manfions  promis'd  in  the  Ikies. 


HV  MN    CXXXVII.       L.    M. 

A  ycvii.g  ccti'vert  falling  into  darln  j 
\  Vv'KEN  converts  firil:  begin  to  ling, 
TJieir  happy  fouls  are  on  the  wing  ; 
Their  thtir.e  is  all  redeeming  lov.% 
l^ain  vveuld  they  be  with  Chrill  above. 


HYMN     CXXXVIi.  1—113 

a  With  admiration  they  behold 
The  love  of  Ciiril:  that  can't  be  told, 
They  view  themiclveo  upon  the  Ihore, 
And  thaik  the  battle  all  is  o'er. 

3  They  feel  themfelves  quite  free  from  ptiin. 
And  think  their  enemies  are  (lain  ; 

They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well, 
And  Satan  is  call  down  to  hell. 

4  They  wonder  why  old  faints  do>:'t  iir.*.. 
And  make  the  heav'nly  a  relics  ring. 
Ring  with  melodious  joyful  found, 
Becaufe  a  prodigal  is  found. 

5  But  'tis  not  long  before  they  feel 
Their  feeble  fouls  begin  to  reel, 

They  think  their  for;ncr  hopes  were  vain, 
For  they  are  bound  in  Satan's  chain. 

6  The  morning  that  did  ihine  fo  bri^i.:. 
Is  turned  to  the  ih-dcs  of  nigh: : 
Their  he-.'.rts  that  did  with  mufiC  ring 
Are  now  untun'd  In  every  ftrirg. 

7  O  I  foolifli  child,  why  diclil  thou  b?af , 
In  the  enlargement  of  rhy  coafl  ? 

Why  didib  thou  think  to  fly  av.  ay. 
Before  thou  leav'ft  this  feeble  clay  ? 

8  Come  take  up  aims  and  face  the  fid;.. 
Come  gird  on  hani-'^fs,  fword  and  fliidd  ; 
Stand  fail  in  faith,  fight  for  your  kinj;, 
And  foon  the  vid'ry  you  ihi'll  v/in. 

9  W"hen  Satan  comes  to  tempt  your  miivir, 
i'hen  meet  him  with  thefe  bleited  lines  : 
Jefus  our  Lord  has  fwept  the  H  jld, 

.And  '.ve're  detcrmin'd  not  to  yield. 


11/—]  HYMN     CXXXVllL 

HVMN    CXXXVIII.       L.    M. 

Lc-ve  to  Chriji,  prefcnt  or  aLfent. 
1  OF  all  the  joys,  which  creatures  knoWj 
Jefus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  reft  ; 
'Tis  the  bert  blefTing  here  below, 
The  higheR  rapture  of  the  blell. 
S  While  we  are  held  in  thy  embrace, 
T'here's  not  a  thought  attempts  to  rove ; 
Er.ch  fmile  that's  fcen  upon    thy  face, 
Fixes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

3  Hearing  thy  fpeech,  immortal  joys 
Ravlili  our  ears,  and  fill  the  heart ; 
Our  fouls  all  melt  by  tiiy  dear  voice, 
And  pleafure  fhoots  through  every  part. 

4  When  o^  thy  abfence  we  complain, 
And  long  and  weep  and  humbly  pray ; 
There's  a  ftrang-e  pleafure  in  the  pain, 
Thofe  tears  are  fwect  which  mourn  thy  ftsy^J 

5  When  round  thy  courts  by  day  we  rove. 
Or  aik  the  watchmen  of  the  nigiitj 

For  fome  kind  tidings  from  above, 
Thy  vei-y^name  creates  delight. 

C  Jefus  our  God  dcfccnd  and  come, 

Our  eyes  fhali  dwell  upon  thy  face  ;  •  4 

'I'is  heav'n  to  fee  our  I^ord  at  home,  ^ ,           | 

A;;  '  f"  J  ;'.:  ;..L,.*'.ncc  of  thy  grace.  * 


HYMN    CXXXIX.       S.    M. 
The  gcod  that  I  ivoula',  I  do  not.   Rom.  vii,  I^. 
I   I  would,  but  cannot  fing, 
I  would,  but  cannot  pray. 
For  Sat::n  meets  me  v.  hen  I  try, 
And  fri^^hts  my  foul  away. 


H  y  M  N    CXL.  [—115 

1  i  wo'.'.li,  but  can't  repent, 

Tlioiigh  I  endeavor  oft ; 
piis  j'lony  heart  can  ne'er  relent 

Till  Jeius  makes  it  foft. 
k J  3   I  would,  hut  cannot  love, 
VThough  woo'd  by  love  divine  ; 
Ifo  arguments  have  pow'r  to  move 

A  lb ul  fo  bafe  as  mine. 

'  4  I  would,  but  cannot  reft 
'  In  God's  moft  holy  will ; 
I  know  what  he  appoints  is  bcfi, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  ftjll. 

5  O  could  I  but  believe  ! 
Then  I' 11  would  eafy  be  ; 

wou!d  but  cannot — Lord,  relieve ! 
My  help  mull  come  from  thtc. 

6  Will  thou  not  crown  at  length. 
The  work  thou  halh  begun  ? 

^id  with  a  will  afford  me  ilrength, 
h^^  all  thy  ways  to  run  ? 

HYMW  CXL.       C.    M. 

The  doubling  chrlR'mrt, 
:  OP  finf-d  Adam's  num'rous  race, 

fitid  myfelf  mofl:  vile  ; 
f o  m:-  can  God  extend  his  grace. 

Or  ever  grant  a  fmilc  ? 
i  Can  I  be  call'd  a  child  of  God, 

Can  1  h-s  piomifc  claim; 
SVhilc  (ink'po;  in  the  loi'Jifomc  flood. 
Of  inbied  •.'.»  and  lli?.iriC  r 

\  Oucc  I  coul.  fhout  Ids  piaifrs  high, 
And  call  him  X/ord  uad  kin^  : 


it6— ]  H  Y  M  N     CXLi, 

But  now  ^ovv  cold  and  dead  I  lie, 
Nor  dare  I  think  to  ftng. 

4  Once  I  could  join  his  praying  flock. 

And  thought  the  ur.ion  fweet : 
Confcience  forbids  me  now  to  mockj 

By  claiming  there  a  feat. 

J  Was  I  dccciv'd  ?  Bleft  fplrit  tell. 

Nor  leave  me  to  defpair  : 
Sometimes  a  heav'n  fomctinies  a  hell, 

Within  this  heart  appear. 

6  Sometimes  i  feel  a  beam  divine, 
Th  e  God  I  own  and  love ; 

It  Teams  dired  fromheav'n  to  fliinCj 
And  call  mc  flrait  above. 

7  I  ftretch  my  wings,  and  fain  would  fly  ; 
But  Oh,  my  want  of  pow'r  ! 

The  vifion  end^,  I  fin  and  iigh, 
And  count  the  avrfulfcore. 

t  Great  God,  refolve  this  painful  drift, 
Grant  faith  and  love  may  reign  -, 

Then  rii  devote  an  endlcfs  life 
To  iii-g in  higheft  ftrain. 

HYMN    CXLI.       C.    M. 

A  Prayer   of  the  ftck  Saul. 
I  THOU  great  Phyficlan  of  the  foul^ 

To  thee  I  bring  my  cafe  ; 
My  raging  malady  control, 

And  heal  me  by  thy  grace. 

1  Help  m.e  to  flate  my  v/hole  complaint, 

But  v'here  fhall  I  begin  ? 
Nor  words,  nor  thoughts,  can  fujiy  pauft 

That  V.  Oxft  diftemper,  Cn. 


HYMN     CXIJl.  [—II- 

3  It  lies  not  w  a  firj^lc  part, 

But  through  my  frame  is  fpread ; 
A  burning  fever  in  my  heart, 
A  pally  in  my  head. 

4  It  makes  me  deaf,  and  dumb,  and  blind. 
And  impotent  and  lame ; 

ft  overclouds,  and  fills  my  mind, 
With  folly,  fear,  and  Ihanie. 

5  A  thoufand  evil  thoughts  intrude, 
Tum.ultuous  in  my  brcaft ; 

Which  indifpofc  mc  for  my  food, 
And  rob  me  of  my  rcfl. 

6  Lord,  I  am  fick,  regard  my  cry- 

And  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 
Say,  canfl  thou  let  a  finner  die, 

Who  longs  to  live  to  thee. 


HYMN    CXLII.       C.    M. 

0  that  I  ivtre  as  in  n:c?!lhs  f-ajl.     Job.  xxix.    „. 
I  SWEET  was  the  time  when  firfl  I  felt 

The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood 
Apply'd,  tocleanfe  my  foul  from  guilt, 

And  brin^-  mc  home  to  God. 

%  Soon  as  the  morn  the  ligkt  reveal'd, 

His  praifes  tun'dx)iy  tonj^u?  ; 
And  when  the  ey'ning  (hades  prevailed, 

His  love  was  all  my  fong. 

3  In  pray'r  my  foul  drew  near  the  Lord, 
And  faw  his  glory  fliine  ; 

And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  cali'd  each  prom Ife  mine. 

4  But  now  when  ev'ning  ihade  prevails. 
My  foul  in  darkneil  mouirs : 


ii8— j  H  Y  M  N     CXLIII. 

And  when  the  morn  the  light  reyeals. 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

y  My  pray 'rs  are  now  achatt'ring  noife. 

For  Jefus  hides  his  face  ; 
I  read,  the  promife  meets  my  eyes, 

But  will  not  reach  my  cafe. 

6  Rife,  Lord,  now  help  me  to  prevail. 
And  make  my  foul  thy  care  ; 

\  tnoiV  thy  mercy  cannot  fail, 
'.:  r.r:  that  mercy  iliare. 


HYMN    CXLTII.       ScVCns. 
71^1?  CLrrJllan  in  darknefs. 
7.  SAVIOUR,  ihine  and  cheer  my  foul, 

Eid  my  dying  hopes  revive  ; 
Make  iny  wounded  fpirit  whole, 

Far  away  the  tempter  drive : 
Speak  the  v/ord,  and  fet  me  free, 
LfL  rji.e  live  alone  to  thee. 

0.  Onrr  I  thought  my  mountain  ftrong-, 
?irmly  Sz'd  no  more  to  move  ; 

Then  thy  grace  was  all  my  fong, 
Then  my  foul  was  fiU'd  r^'ith  love ; 

Thofe  were  jiappy  golden  days. 

Sweetly  fpent  in  pray'r  and  praife. 

3  Little,  then,  myfclf  I  knew, 
Little  thought  of  Satan *3  pov^'r  \ 

Kow  I  feel  my  fins  anew, 
>-Tow  I  feci  the  ftorrny  hour  ! 

J5iii  has  put  my  joys  to  flight, 

''•r,  has  chang'd  my  day  to  niglit. 

.4  Satan  aflcs,  and  laocks  my  woe, 
"  Boaller,  where  is  now  your  Ood  .''I 


HYMN     CXLIV. 

Silence,  Lord,  diis  cruel  foj. 

Let  him  know  I'm  bought  v.  itb  blood 
Toll  him,  fmcc  ^Lhow  thy  name, 
Though  I  change,  thou  art  the  fame. 

HYMM  cxLiv.     c.  ir. 
-  -  -  Tie  contrite   Hearti  — " 
1  THE  LORD  will  happinefb  divine 

On  contrite  hcnrts  beflow  : 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  GOD,  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart  or  no  ? 

3.  1  hear^but  fccm  to  hear  m  vaiiij 

Infenfible  as  fteel ; 
Sf  ought  is  felt,  'tis  only  paia 

To  find  I  cannot  feel. 

3  I  fometimes  think  myfelf  inclin'd 
To  love  thee,  if  I  cou'd  ;  x 

But  often  feel  another  mind, 
Avcrfe  to  all  tliat's  good. 

4  My  bell  defires  are  faint  and  few, 
1  lain  would  llrive  for  more  ; 

But  when  I  cry.  "  My  ftfengtli  renew,' 
Seem  v/eaktj-  than  before. 

5  I  fee  thy  faints  witU.comfort  fiU'd, 
When  in  thy  Koufe  of  pray'r  j 

But  ftill  in  bord:-.£;e  I  am  held. 
And  find  no  coiniort  there. 

6  O  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ach?  ; 
Decide  this  doubt  for  mc  ; 

And  if  it  bj  not  broken,  brr^i, 

Ar.dli.iui  it  if  it  Le. 


~20~]  HYMN     CXLV, 

HY.MN  CXLV.     Sevens. 

Self  Examinai'iQft. 

I  'TIS  a  point  I  long  to  find. 
Oft  it  caules  anxious  thought : 
Am  I  to  the  Lord  inclin'd  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  i  not  } 

a  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifekfs  frame  ? 
Hardly,  lure,  can  they  be  worfe, 
V/Iio  have  never  heard  his  name  ! 

3  Could  my  heart  fo  hard  remain^ 
Pray'r  a  talk  and  burden  prove  ? 
Ev'ry  trifle  gis^e  me  pain, 

li  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ! 

4  V/hen  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  fm. 
Caw  I  deem  myfelf  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  cr  hear,  or  read, 
S'n  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do  ; 

You  t'xat  love  the  LCRD  indeed, 
Tell  me,  Is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  Hubborn  will, 
Find  my  fm  a  grief  and  thrall  ? 
Should  I  grie-rc  for  what  i  feel. 

If  i  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Could  I  joy  his  faints  to  meet 
Cbufe  the  ways  I  once  abhor'd, 
Find,  at  times,  the  promife  fweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

S  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  cafe  ! 
'i1iou  v>'ho  r.rt  thy  people's  iiui ; 


li  V  M  K     CXLVI. 

<ny  upon  thy  work  of  graCc, 

. :  it  be  indeed  begun. 

.;  Let  me  love  thee  mere  and  more, 
Mclp  mer'.fe  to  praife  and  pray  ; 
Guide  ine  to  t!ie  heav'nly  fliore, 
There  to  fee  eternal  day. 


HYMN    CiL^I.       L.    M. 

F'auity  of  the  noii'!d. 

1  WEALTH  is  a  blelTing  only  lent, 
To  be  TTpaid  by  deeds  of  love  ; 
God  gives  his  bounties  to  be  I'pent, 
To  hqurd  them  will  his  anger  move. 

2  The  world'.?  efteem  is  but  abribe  ; 
'i'o  buy  its  peace  we  fell  ovr  own, 
EnflavM  by  an  applauding  tribe, 

Who  l:ate  us  while  they  make  us  knows. 

;;  The  joy  that  vain  arfniurements  give, 
^0  him  v/ho  thoughtlefs  fports  and  fingg^ 
\:,  like  the  honey  of  a  hive. 
When  guarded  by  a  thoufund  ftings. 

^  'Tis  thus  the  world  rewards  the  fools 
j'hat  live  upon  her  treach'rous  fmlles  ; 
;he  leads  thciu,  bUndlcld,  by  her  rules, 

-Vnd  ruLns  all  v/hom  Ihe  beguiles. 

<;  'Tis  thv.s  that  thoufaods  haften  dovv'n 
;.  rom  plc:trure,  into  cndlefs  woe  ; 
And  with  a  long  dcfpairiug  groan, 
i'ilafpheine  their  Maker  as  thty  go. 

(>  Warn'd  by  their  woes,  may  we  be  wife, 
Delighting  in  a  Saviour's  charms  ; 
Then  God  will  take  us  to  the  fid'.:, 
liailrac'd  in  cvcihifting  anns. 


12  2—]         H  y  M  M     i. 

HYMN    CXLVn.       C.    M. 
Trvjl  cf  the  ivicked  arid  the  righteous.  Jer.  xvii. 

2  SEE  how  the  worthlefs  bramble  ftancls 
Eerxcath  a  burning  ilcy  ; 

Witl-er'd  and  parch'd  in  barren  fands, 
And  only  grows  to  die. 

a  Such  is  the  finner's  awful  cafe. 
Who  makes  the  v/orld  his  trull ; 

And  dares  his  confidence  to  place 
In  vanity  and  dull. 

3  A  fecret  curfe  deftroys  his  root, 
And  dries  his  moillure  up  ; 

?ie  lives  a  ',vhilc,  but  bears  ro  fruit, 
Then  dies  without  a  hope. 

4  But  happy  he  whofe  hopes  depend 
Upon  the  Lord  alone  ; 

The  foul  that  trulls  in  fuch  a  friend 
Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

WYMN     CXLVin.       C.    M. 

Delight  in  God.  Pfalm  yxxvii.  4. 
i   GRANT  Lord,  I  may  delight  in  thee, 
'  And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 
T'n  thee  in  cvVy  trouble  iiee, 
A'ly  belt,  my  only  friend. 

When  all  created  ftreams  are  dry'd, 
Thy  fulnefs  is  the  fame  ; 
":■  lay  I  with  this  Be  fatisfy'd, 
Ai:d  glory  \ii  thy  name  ! 

;.   Why  faould  the  foiu  a  drop  bemcan. 

V/ho  has  a  fountain  near, 
A  f<-'u;it:un  v-hicK  will  ever  run   • 

Wi:h  w;4icrs  fwcet  and  clear  ? 


II  V  M  N     CXLIX.  [--123 

4  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  aU  is  found  in  thee  ; 
I  muft  be  bltlled,  and  abound. 

While  thou  art  God  to  me. 

r  O  that  T  had  a  ftronger  faith 
To  look  within  the  veil, 

l'o  credit  what  my  Saviour  faith, 
Whofe  word  can  never  vail  1 

6  O  Lord,  I  call  my  en  re  on  thee, 
I  triumph  and  adore  ; 

Hcncefoith  my  gritat  concern  ihall  be- 
To  lo\  e  and  pleafc  diee  more. 

HTHN      CXLIX.      L.  V. 

The  "jconderful  love  of  Chriji. 
T  COME,  let  me  love,  or  is  my  mind 
Hardcn'd  to  f>one,  or  frose  to  ice  ? 
I  lee  the  blefll-d  fair  one  bend. 
And  ftoop  t'  embrace  me  from  the  ikieb  ! 

a  Oh !  'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock. 
And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move. 
That  thofe  fwcct  lips,  that  heav'niy  look 
Should  feek  and  wiih  a  mortal  love  I 

3  I  was  a  traitor  doom'd  to  fire, 
Bound  to  fullain  eternal  pains  ; 
lie  ili'.v  on  v'inj^sof  ilrong  dcfirc, 
Affum'd  my  guilt  and  took  my  chains, 

4  Infinite  grace  i  almighty  charms  ! 
Stand  ia  unu'.ze,  ye  rollirg  fkies  I 
Jelus  til.:  Cod  extends  his  arms, 
ilangr  on  a  crcfa  of  love,  and  dies. 

5  Did  [.ity  ever  iloop  fo  low, 
Drcfti'd  in  divinity  and  blocvi  ? 


W:«s  ever  retel  courted  fo, 

!n  groans  of  an  expiring  God  ? 

6  Again  he  lives,  and  fpreads  his  hsncs, 
Hands  that  were  nail'd  to  tortTiring  frnart ; 

"  Ey  thefe  dear  wounds,  '  fa^'she  ;  and  lUnJs 
And  prays  to  dafprne  to  his  heart. 

7  Sifre  I  niufc  love  ;  or  are  my  ears 
Still  deaf,  nor  ^^  ill  my  paflions  move  ? 
jLord  !  melt  this  ftubborn  heart  to  tears  ; 
Tiiis  heart  fhai]  yield  to  death  or  love. 


HYMN    CL.       S.    A*. 

A  parting  Hymi;, 

I   BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Oi:r  hearts  in  Chriftian  love  ; 

The  frliowfhip  of  kindred  minds. 

Is  like  to  that  above. 

1  Befcre  our  father's  throne 
We  pour  OL'r  ardent  pray'rs; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  alms  are  one. 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  fhare  our  mutual  v/oes  ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 

/.»d  often  for  each  other  fio\YS 
'I'he  fympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  afundcr  part. 
It  gives  us  inv/ard  pain  ; 

But  vre  fnall  flill  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  v/ay  ; 

WhUe  each  in  cxpe6tation  lives, 
And  longs  to  fee  the  day. 


R  Y  M  N     CLI.  [—113 

6  From  forrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  fin,  w^  ihuli  be  free  ; 
And  perfc(3  love  and  fricndiliip  reign 

Through  all  eternity. 

MYMN    CLI.       S.    M. 

Chrijlian  Love.  Gal.  iii.   28. 
Z  LET  party  names  no  inore 

The  Chriftian  world  o'erfpread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jev/,  and  bojid  and  free, 

Ajre  one  in  Chrift  their  head, 
a  Among  the  faints  on  earth, 

I.ct  mutu;d  loA'e  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  fame  inheritance, 

With  mutual  bleflings  crown'd. 

3  Let  difcord,  child  of  hell! 
Ee  baniHi'ci  far  away  : 

Thofe  iliould  in  ftridle'ft  friendihip  dwell, 
Who  the  fame  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  bclc.v 
Refemble  that  above. 

Where  ftreums  of  pleafure  ever  flow. 
And  e  v'ry  heart  is  love. 


HYMN    CI.II.       C.    M. 

Love  io  cur  enemies  from  the  example  cf  Ckrifl. 
Luke  xxiii.  34.  Matt.  v.  44. 

I  ALOUD  we  fjng  the  wond'rous  grace, 

Chrifl;  to  h;"s  mm-dercrs  bare  ; 
Which  made  the  tottering  crofs  its  thrc:ie. 

And  hung  its  trophies  there. 
%  "■  Fi'.ther  forgive,"  his  mercy  cry 'd, 

Wi;h  his  expiring  breath, 


i26"-^  U.Y  M  N     CLin. 

And  drew  eterr;al  b!.  ffiiigv  ciovvn 
On  'l;ofe  v.ho  wrongLt  Lis  death*    ' 

3  Jc-A  F,  tliis  Vi'cnd'rous  love  v/e  fiiig', 
And  whiift  we  [a.g  admire  ; 

Breathe  or  our  fouls  and  kindle  there, 
The  fame  celtfcial  fire. 

4  Sway'd  by  thy  dear  exan;pk,  Lord, 
For  enemies  we'll  pray  ; 

With  love  their  I  'atrr d  we'll  reward 


KVMN    Qhlfi.       C.    :-'l. 

All  aUci>!ij}:ents  -:/.://;  i^lthc>it'  Ivjc.   I  Cor.  liii.  i,  5. 

X  SHOUJ^D  hpunteous  r.atuic  kindly  poi'.r 

Her  richeit  gifts  on  me, 
Stiil,  O  my  God,  I  fnould  be  poor, 

If  void,  of  'ove  to  thee. 
%  Not  ilv'ning  wit,  nor  manly  fcnfc^ 

Could  make  me  truly  good  : 
Nor  zeal  itf^lf  could  recompenfe 

The  want  of  love  to  God. 

3  Did  I  pofi'cfs  the  gift  of  tongue*; 
But  were  der.y'd  thy  grace, 

My  ioudeft  words,  my  loftieft  fongs 
Would  be  but  fonnding  brafs. 

4  Though  thou  fliouldll:  give  me  heav'nly  ftali, 
Each  myfl'ry  to  explain, 

If  I'd  no  heart  to  do  thy  will, 
My  knowledge  would  be  \'ain. 

J  Kad  I  fo  ilrong;  a  faith,  my  God? 

As  mountains  to  renove, 
No  fai:  h  could  do  me  real  good. 

That  did  not  work  by  love. 


H  Y  M  N     CUV.  [—127 

6  O  {yj-ant  mc  then  this  one  requeft, 

And  ril  be  fatisfy'd, 
Thnt  love  divine  may  rule  my  breaft, 

And  all  my  avflions  guide. 

HYMN    CUV.       L.    M. 

Chrifficin  patience.  liUke  xxi.  1 9.  , 
1  PATIE>iCE  !  O  what  ti  grace  divine  \ 
Giv'u  by  the  God  of  love  and  pow'r, 
That  leans  upon  a  father's  Iiand, 
In  ev'ry  dark,  alflidting-  hour. 
0,  By  patience  we  ferenely  bear 
The  troubles  of  our  mortal  ftate  ; 
And  wait  contented  our  difcharge. 
Nor  think  our  glory  conies  too  late, 

3  Though  v/e  m  full  fenfation  feci 

The  -vvfioht,  the  wounds  our  God  ordaina, 
V7e  fmile  amid  ourheaviefl  woes, 
And  triumph  in  cur  Iharpeft  pains. 

4  O  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
Aiul  arm  with  fortitude  the  brcaft. 
Till  life's  tumultuous  voyage  is  o'er, 
We  reach  the  fliores  of  endicfs  reft  ! 

5  Faith  into  vlfion  fhall  refign, 
Hope  fiiall  in  full  fruition  die  ; 
And  patience  in  pofieHion  end 

In  the  bri^-ht  worlds  of  biifs  on  h^gh. 

HYMN    CLV.       L.    M. 

Pcthnce  from  an  ajfurance  -f  divine  h-vs, 
I  DEAR  Lord,  though  bitter  is  the  cup, 
Thy  gvaciou?  hand  pours  oat  to  me, 
I  cheerfully  v/ill  drink  it  up, 
That  cauuot  hurt  which  couies  irom  thcc. 


izS—]  H  Y  Al  N    CLVJ. 

a  'Tis  fill'd  with  thine  unchanging  love, 
And  not  a  drop  of  wrath  is  there ; 
The  faints  for  ever  blefs'd  above, 
Were  often  moft  afflided  here. 
3  Fi-ora  Jcfus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 
I'll  learn  obedience  to  thy  will; 
And  humbly  kifs  the  chaft'ning  rod, 
When  its  fcvereft  ftrokes  I  feel. 

KYMN   ctvi.     Eights. 

A  Prayer  for  the  promijcd  rejl  in  Chrlji, 
1  DEAR  friend  of  guilty  finners,  hear. 

And  magnify  thy  grace  divine  ; 
Pardon  a  worm  that  would  draw  near, 

And  make  his  heart  to  thee  refign, 
A  worm,  by  guilt  and  fm  dJftrelt, 
That  pants  to  reach  the  promis'd  reft. 

3  With  ho3y  fear,  and  rev'rend  love, 
I  long  to  lie  beneath  thy  throne  ; 

Jn  thee  to  live,  in  thee  to  move, 
And  ftay  myielfonthee  alone  : 

Tcacli  nie  to  lean  upon  thy  breall, 

To  find  in  thee  the  promis  d  refl. 

3  Sure,  Tord,  thou  wilt  thy  fervants  keep; 

And  biefs  thcin  wiih  thy  gracious  fmiles, 
■',  r<;entle  Ihcpherd  of  thy  iiieep, 

To  guard  thera  from,  the  tempter's  wiles; 

;.v/  cahn  their  ftatc,  how  truly  bkil, 
v'7iio  trufc  in  thee  for  promis  d  refl. 
li  Take  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  thine  own, 

A-ad  make  me  iov<"  thy  righteous  csafe  % 
Be  thou  my  portion,  Lord,  alone, 

And  bend  me  to  obey  thy  laws  : 
Let  me  in  thy  dear  arms  be  blcfl, 
And  find  in  thee  the  promis'd  rcfr,  1 


HYMN     CLVII.  [—129 

HYMN    CLVII.       C,    M. 

Rejoice  ivhh  tretnhUvg  n  hope  of  heaven, 
1  I  WAS  a  grov'ling  creature  once, 

And  bafely  cicav  d  to  earth  ; 
I  wanted  vvifdom  to  renounce 

The  clod  that  gave  me  birth. 

a  But  God  hath  fpoke  from  heav'n  above, 

And  blell:  a  guilty  worm  ; 
Hath  giv'n  the  wings  of  joy  and  love 

To  feek  an  Angel's  form. 

3  With  thefe  to  Pifgah's  top  I  fly, 
And  there  delighted  Hand  ; 

I  hear  the  promiie  from  on  high. 
And  view  the  glorious  land. 

4  Bkll  Lord- of  all  the  vafl  domain, 
This  promife  is  to  me  ; 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  all  the  plaljj, 
And  more  than  faith  can  fee . 

5  Though  comforting  this  gracious  pledge, 
To  thee  for  help  I  call, 

For  ftill  I  iland  on  Pifgah's  edge  : 
O  fave  mc  left  I  fall  ! 

6  Though  much  exalted  by  the  Lord, 
My  ftrength  is  not  my  own ; 

0  let  m.e  tremble  at  his  word, 
Then  none  fhall  call  me  down, 

HVMN  cLVjii.     Eights  and  Sevens. 
Trufllng  in  the  grace  of  Chrrji, 

1  'TIS  the  Lord  thus  far  hath  brought  me. 
By  his  watchful  tender  care  ; 

Sure  'tis  he  himfelf  hath  taught  me 

How  to  feek  his  face  by  pray'r  ;  F  a 


After  fo  much  mercy  pafK 
Will  he  give  nie  up  at  hit  ? 

2  True  I've  been  a  guilty  creature.. 
And  have  iinn'd  againft  his  grace  ; 
"i^'Ut  forgivenefc  is  his  nature, 
Though  lie  juftly  hides  his  face  : 

Ere  he  call'd  rae,  well  he  knew 
V/hat  a  heart  like  mine  vvculd  da 

3  In  the  Saviour's  interceiTj on 
Therefore  Ilili  I  v/ili  confide  ; 

Lord  accept  my  free  confeffion  :  ■* 

Though  1  ve  fmn'd,  yet  ti'^u  hafl  dy'd  • 

This  is  ail  1  have  to  plead, 

This  is  all  the  vlt'd  I  vxeA^ 

HYMil    CL3X.       C.  M. 
y^f  pm'jerfor  the  rejlorat'ion  of  ihs  di'vhie prefmce . 

1  BLEST  Saviour,  by  thy  pov/'rful  word, 
Once  nigjit  vas  turn'd  to  day ; 

And  thy  falvaticn  joy  reftor'd, 
V/hich  1  had  fm'd  away. 

2  'Tv/as  then  I  wonder'd  and  adorM, 
To  fL'e  thy  grace  divine  ; 

I  f?U  thy  love,  I  prais'd  the  Lord, 
Who  made  fuch  bleffings  mine. 

3  V/ik  thou  not  ftill  vouchfafe  to  ov/n 
A  wretch  fo  vile  as  I  ? 

May  I  mt  Hill  approach  thy  throne, 
And  Abba  father  crj'  ? 

4  Lord;  fpeak  a  gracious  v/ord  again, 
And  ch.';er  my  drooping  heart,     , 

Ko  voice  but  thine  caii  fad  the  my  pain, 
Or  bid  my  fears  depart. 


H  V  M  N     CLX.  [~- 

HYMN    CLX.       L.    M. 

'Tie  burJcneci  foul  praying  for  relief. 

1  WITH  kind  compaflion  hear  my  cry, 
O  JlHis,  Lord  of  life  on  high  ! 

And  on  thy  fervant's  drooping  head, 
The  dews  of  bicffing  fweetly  ihed. 

2  Change  all  my  fad  complaints  to  er.fe, 
To  cheerful  notes  of  endlefs  prai/e  ; 

A  fcnfe  of  pard'ning  favor  give, 
And  raife  my  mind  and  bid  me  live. 

3  My  fears  of  danger  vihile  I  breathe, 
My  dread  of  endlei'shell  btneath, 
My  fenic  of  forrow  for  my  fin, 

To  fpringing  comfort  change  within. 

4  Be  not  to  me  a  judge  fevcre, 
^or  fo  thy  prefence  who  can  bear  ?■ 
But  oh,  regard  my  mournful  cry, 
Ai\<i  look  with  mercy's  gracious  eye. 

5  Then  grant,  O  Lord,  that  I  may  burn 
To  make  my  Saviour  fome  return, 
And  be  my  heart  infpir'd  to  rife, 

On  v/Jngs  cf  love  to  yonder  Ikies. 

6  Lead  mc  with  joy  to  bear  my  crofs, 
Defpjfing  ev'ry  grief  and  lofs, 

Since  thou,  defjnfmg  fhame  and  pain, 
Stretch'd  on  the  bloody  crofs  wafc  flain. 


liVMN    CLXI.       L.    M. 
Prayer  of  a  Penitent.       Pfa.  vi.  Parcphrafd. 
t  O  THAT  the  Lord  would  hear  my  cry, 
And  (lay  his  anger  kfl  I  die! 
Thy  v/rath  is  juft — yet,  Oh,  forgive  ! 
And  let  a  m.curninff  finner  live 


,32—]  HYMN    CLXII. 

a  Shculdfl  thou  my  body  cri  fh  to  duft, 
I  ftill  mud  fay  that  God  is  juft  ; 
But  yet  I  hope  thy  grace  to  ihare, 
That  mercy  will  the  firmer  fpare. 

3  In  all  my  frame,  without,  within, 
1  feel  the  fad  effeds  of  fm ; 

How  long,  my  God,  muft  I  complain, 
And  deprecate  thy  wrath  in  vain  ? 

4  Oh  Ihculd  I  die  depriv'dof  thee  ? 
What  being  elfe  c?.n  fucccur  me  ? 

Thy  frowns  would  rend  my  foul  in  death. 
And  fmk  it  to  the  depth  beneath. 

5  Ye  darling  fins  that  plague  me  fo. 
The  greateft  enemies  I  know. 

Depart — ^for  Gon  hath  heard  my  prayVj^ 
And  will  not  let  me  long  defpair. 

6  No  ;  1  fhall  yet  his  gcodnefs  blefs  ; 
And  when  this  tranfient  life  Ihall  pafs, 
Then  full  of  glory,  I  Ihail  prove 

He  can  be  juf>,  and  finners  love. 

HYMN  CLXII.     Tens. 

The  Backpders  Return, 
\  O  THOU,  my  God,  v/ho  from  thy  throne 
fuprcme, 

Art  mirdfid  of  the  penitential  tear, 
Kindly  difperfirg,  with  ihy  mercy's  beam, 

The  gath'ring  clouds  of  darkncfs  and  defpair; 
Lord,  lend  thine  car  !  O  hear  a  finner's  cry  ! 
And  fave  a  v/rctch  thy  law  condemns  to  die  ! 
a  Long  has  thy  gofpel  founded  in  mine  ears, 

And  once  I  tho't  I  made  thy  ways  my  choice ; 
But  now,  alas !  o'erwhelm'd  v\'ith  gloomy  fears, 

i  fcarce  can  hear  my  heav'nly  ihepherd's  voice 


HYMN     CLXIII.  L— -j^ 

Oh  ihine  ay;ain!  revive  my  drooping  heart ! 
Subdue  my  foes,  and  bid  my  fears  depart ! 

3  Entangled  vv'ith  tlio  world's  delufive  charms,, 
Mine  enemies  againlV.  my  foul  prevail ; 

Prevail  to  ihruil  me,v7retched,  from  thine  aims, 
Whild  guilt  and  unbelief  my  hope  afiail. 

0  God,  my  GoD,Qiipiay  thy  guardian  care, 
Nor  let  me  fall  a  vj<5lim  to  defpair  ! 

4  Does  not  thy  promife  bid  i^e  reft  fecure  ? 
And  can  I  truft  thy  faitltfulnefs  in  vain  ? 

Shall  not  thy  truth  from  age  to  age  endure  ? 

And  wilt  thou  not  thy  people's  caiife  maintain? 
Then  fiiine  again,  my  fainting  foul  rellore, 
And  hold  me  with  thy  hand  to  fall  no  more  ! 

HYMN  CLXIII.    Eights  and  Sixes. 

Healiig  froui  a  vieru  of  the  Crofs, 

1  WITH  fiery  ferpents  greatly  pain'd, 
When  Ifrael's  mourning  tribes  complaln'd, 

And  Hgli'd  to  be  reliev'd ; 
A  ierpent  ftraii:  the  prophet  made, 
Of  mrlten  brafs,  to  view  difplay'd  : 

The  patient  look'dandliv'd. 

2  But  O  what  healiiig  to  the  heart, 
Dofh  Jefu's  greater  crofs  impart 

To  thofe  that  fceh  a  cure  ? 
Ifrael  of  old,  and  v/e  no  Icfs 
The  fame  indulgent  grace  confefs, 

While  life  and  breath  endure. 

3  To  reafon's  view  this  firange  efTeft, 
Srlf  righteous  fouls  will  fliU  reject, 

And  perifii  in  their  pride, 
But  thofe  who're  ftung  with  Cn  and  law 
Do  ali  thpir  rich  falvation  draw 

From  Jifu's  bleeding  fide. 


i34~]  H  Y  M  N     CLXIV. 

4  May  v/e  then  view  the  niatchlefs  crof-. 
All  other  objeAs  count  but  lofs  ; 

No  other  gain  deiire  ; 
Here  ftiil  be  lix'd  our  leaited  eyei, 
Weeping  with  tears  of  glad  furprife ; 

And  thanlcfuliy  admire. 

c  Hail,  great  Emma~nuel,  bulmy  name  ! 
T  hy  praife  the  ranfom'd  wiii  proclaim; 

Thee  we  Phyfician  call : 
r/e  own  BO  other  ?ure  but  tUne^ 
.  hca,  the  deliverer  divine, 

Our  hcrlih,  car  life,  our  all. 


H7MN    CLXIV.       C.    W. 
Cljrljilan  Refynation  ?  or^  Gcd  our porti 
t   lAY  times  of  forrcv/  and  of  joy, 
Great  God,  are  ^n  thy  hand  ; 
'  y  choiceft  comforts  come  from  thee, 
And  gaat  thy  command. 

.  if  thou  fhoiild  .i>  take  them  all  away. 

Yet  would  !  rot  repine  ; 
\  'foTz  they  were  poffets'd  by  me, 

They  were  entirely  tliinc. 
j  Nor  -would  I  drop  a  niurm'ring  word, 

Tho'  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
3ut  feek.  enduring  happinefs 

In  thee,  and  thee  alcne. 

:   What  is  the  world  with  zll  its  fiore  ? 

"Tis  a  deceitful  cheat ; 
•/hen  i  attempt  to  pluck  the  rofe, 

A  piercing  thorn  I  meet. 

Here  perfcvPc  blifs  can  nt'cr  be  found, 

The  hone->  's  niix'd  with  gall ; 
vfidft  charging  fcenes  and  dying  friends, 

Beth    ,   '    ^^'  :■   .V. 


H  y  M  N     CLXV.  [— i^. 

n^MN    CLXV.       C.    M. 

Z::hm'i{j'irii  end  hope  hi  divine  ixjodneji. 
■I  O  I.ORI),  my  beft  delires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  refign 
.Te,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  wllj. 
And  make  thy  ploafure  mine. 

Lv  Why  fhould  I  fiiraik  at  thy  command 

Whcfe  love  forbids  my  (c^.n  ? 
2  r  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 

That  wipes  away  nv/  tears  ? 
',   No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  moft  J  prize  to  thee  ; 
■  ho  never  haft  a  good  withheld. 

Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

:  I'hy  favor,  all  my  journey  thro' 
Thou  art  engag-'d  to  grant  .• 
hat  elfe  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  Hill  to  want. 

<  Wifdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way. 

Shall  I  relirt  tliem  both  ? 
A  poor  bhr.d  creature  of  a  day. 

And  crufh'd  before  the  rooth  ! 

6  But  ah!  my  inward  fpirit  cric:;, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  fway ; 
:.e  the  next  cloud  that  veiLj  my  ■■lu-^s. 
Will  drive  thcic  thoughts  av/ay. 


liyMN   CLXVI.    C.  M. 


"'.■r'jlu-'n  Et'f'denicl,  Mark  viii.  34.  Luke  ix.   JJ, 
I  AND  nwfc  I  part  with  all  I  havi. 

Liy  dearer.  Lord  for  thee  ? 
Jt  is  but  right,  fince  thoH  liail  doiii 

Much  moie  tLaa  thic  for  me. 


r36— ]  H  Y  M  N     CLXVIl. 

::,  Yes,  let  it  go — on;  look  from  thee 
Will  more  than  iriake  amends, 

For  all  the  lolfes  I  fuflain 
Of  credit,  nchcs,  friends. 

3  Ten  thoufand  worlds,  ten  thoufand  liveS; 
~  Ho'.v  worthlefs  they  appear, 

Co-napar'd  v/ith  thee,  fupremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair  ! 

4  Saviour  of  foiils,  could  1  from  thee 
A  fmgle  ixvAh  obtain, 

Tho'  deflitute  of  all  things  e!fe, 
I'd  glcry  in  my  gain. 

htm::    CLXV3I.  c.  m. 

Sincerity  and  truth.  Pliii.  iv.  8. 

2  LET  thofe  xvho  bear  the  Chriflian  name 
Their  holy  vowc  fulfil : 

Tlie  faints,  the  followers  of  tlxe  Iamb, 
Are  jnen  of  honor  Hill. 

%  Trae  to  the  folemn  oaths  they  take. 
The '  to  their  hurt  they  fwear : 

Conflant  r.nd  juft  to  all  they  foeak. 
For  God  and  angels  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree^ 
Nor  flattcririg  words  devife  : 

They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  fee 
Thro'  every  falfe  difguife. 

A  From  all  deceit  they  fwiftly  Sy, 
What  ever  f^upe  it  wears,        * 

They  love  the  tiuth — and  when  they  diCj 
Eternal  life  is  theirs. 

5  Lo  !  fron;  afar  the  Lord  defcends. 
And  brings  the  judgment  dov/n  ; 


HYMN     CLXVIIL         [—137 

He  bids  his  faints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rife  and  poffefs  their  crown. 

6  While  fatan  trembles  at  the  fight, 

And  devils  wiOi  to  die, 
Where  will  the  falthlefs  hypocrite 

And  guilty  Lar  fly  ? 


HYMN  CLXVIIII.      L.  M. 

Tetel  ;  or  the Jt finer    iietghed  hi  the  hr.kncey    and 
found  ivaniing.   Dan.   V.    2  7.  • 
I  RAISE,  thoughtlc/s  finner,  raife  tliine  ey,^  ; 
Behold  God's  balance  lifted  high ; 
There  Ihall  his  juftice  _be  difplay'd, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  wci^^li'd. 
a  See  in  one  fcale  his  perfevfl  lav/ ; 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  drav/ : 
Wouldft  thou  the  awful  tell  fuitaiii, 
Thy  works  hov/  hg ht !  thy  thoughts  hcv/  vaip. ! 

3  Behold  the  hand  of  God  appears 
To  trace  in  dreadful  charadlers  ; 

*'  Sinner,  thy  foul  is  %vanting  found, 

"And  wrath  fhall  fmite  thee  to  the  ground." 

4  Let  fudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbr:.i.e  ; 
And  horror  change  thy  guilty  face. 
Thro'  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguidi  roll, 
Till  deep  repentance  melt  thy  foul. 

5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail  ; 
Chrill  hath  a  weight  to  turn  the  fcalc  ; 
Still  doth  the  gofpel  pnbliili  peace. 
And  Ihow  a  Saviour  s  r"ghteoufnefs. 

6  Great  God,  exert  thy  pov/'r  to  fave ; 
Deep  on  th;  heart,  thcfe  truths  engrav;;  \ 
Hie  pondVous  load  cf  guilt  remove, 

t  trtrntling  UpGnidyfjiig  thy  love. 


:33— 1  H  Y  M  N  ^  CLXI^. 


KYRIK    CLXIX.       C.    M. 

A  ffn::er  lamenting  the  delay  of  divins  vrace, 
I  LONG  have  I  wallv'ti  this  dreary  road, 

EefLt  with  darknefs  round  ; 
Nor  feen  nor  heard  a  fmiiing  God, 

Nor  one  bright  moment  found. 

a  Others,  who  once  did  join  my  fpeech, 

And  mourn'd  m  painful  lay, 
Now  mounting  up  with  rapture,  flretch 

To  feize  a  heav'niy  day. 

3  Fpt  left  behind  to  feel  my  woe, 
V/ith  harden 'd  heart  to  groan, 

Each  pray'r,  each  ftruggle  fmks  rce  low. 
Each  breath  repeats  my  moan. 

4  The  lengthen'd  day,  the  gloomy  night, 
DrciV/  fail  the  bands  of  grief  ; 

Somet-imes  defpair  o'erclouds  my  fighl, 
And  fays,  there's  no  relief, 

5  Then  corfclence  thunders,  Sinai  flames, 
I  try  again  to  rife  ; 

The  trial  fails,  and  confcience  blames 
Tvly  pray'rs,  my  tears,  my  cries. 

6  If  hope  perchance  a  moment  gleams," 
And  fays,  Chrift's  blood  was  fpilt  \. 

My  heart  cf  iln  beclouds  the  beams, 
And  feals  my  death  and  guilt. 

7  'Tis  thus  perplex'd,  forlorn,  and  loftt 
I  fpend  my  weaiy  day: ; 

No  Tffus  comes,  my  hopes  are  croil» 
While  others  fmg  and  praiie. 


M  Y  M  N     CLXX.  [— 13#, 

HYMN    CLXX.       L.    M. 

Cod^s  anfivcr  to  afinntr  complaining  of  grace  delayed-, 
I  SINNER,  behold  I've    heard  thy^rorin, 
I  kkow  thy  heart,  thy  life  I've  luiown  ; 
I've  feen  thy  hope  from  grace  procla'm'd, 
'Ihy  trembling  fear  when  Sinai flam'd. 

a  To  me,  the  mighty  God,  attend, 
In  me  behold  tlie  finncr's  friend  ; 
'Twas  I  vi'ho  gave  thy  confcience  voice» 
Thou  haft  oppos'd  by  fmful  choice. 

3  Think  not  to  bribe  my  fov'reign  grace. 
Nor  move  me  by  a  forrowing  face  ; 

*Tis  thine  own  heart  makes  grace  delay. 
And  hides  apard'uing,  glorious  day. 

4  Mov'd  by  thy  fear,  and  not  by  love. 
Thy  daily  pray'rs  are  fent  above  ; 
Thou  hall  not  vvifh'd  my  will  to  meet, 
Nor  lain  fHbmifllve  at  my  feet. 

t,  The  holy  terms  of  gofpel  grace. 
Have  hid  my  glory  from  thy  face ; 
To  hearts  and  v/ills  like  thine  oppos'd 
The  door  of  peace  is  ever  clos'd. 

6  Should  thy  proud  will  at  length  fubmlt, 
With  holy  forrov/  deeply  fmit, 

Thy  voice  Avould  be  thefirft  to  fay, 
I'm  glorious  in  this  long  delay. 

7  Stay,  finncr,  ceafe  my  grace  to  chide. 
Nor  think  thy  moans  fuch  fin  can  hide, 
Delay  no  n:ore,  repent  and  live, 

Or  meet  tU«  death  my  wrath  muft  give. 


X40--]  H  Y  M  N     CLXXL 

KVMN    CLXXi.       C.    M. 
Lcngiiigfor  HeiTvev. 
J  SURE  'tis  in  vain  to  feek  for  blifs. 

For  'olifs  An  ne'er  be  found, 
'Till  we  arrive  where  Jefus  is, 
And  tread  on  heav'r.ly  ground. 

%  There's  nothing  round  the  fpreading  ikies, 

Or  on  this  earthy  clod  ; 
Nothing,  my  fcul>  that's  worth  thy  joys. 

Or  lovely  as  ihy  God. 

3  'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  to  tafte  his  love, 
To  feel  his  quick  ning  grace  : 

And  all  the  heav'n  I  hope  above, 
15  but  to  fee  his  face. 

4  WJiy  move  my  years  in  flow  delay  ? 
And  why  this  fear  to  die  ? 

Death's  but  a  guide  that  leads  my  way, 
To  a  fupL;rior  iky. 

5  Dear  Scv'reign,  break  thefe  vital  firings, 
That  bind  me  to  my  ciay  ; 

Heip  me  to  rife  and  ftretch  my  wings, 

And  m.'Unt  and  foar  away. 

HVMN    CLXXII.       L.    M. 
A  Chrijl'um  paJiK^  through  death  to  glory. 
I  'TIS  Jefus  calls  my  foul  away, 
I  hear  his  v^lce,  and  I  obey  ; 
For  fnre  his  wondrous  pov/er  to  fave, 
bn rngely  perfumes  the  walling  grave. 

a  iNly  weaknefs,  Vvcarinefs  and  pain, 
My  glorious  leader  can  fiiH-ain, 
To  heal  the  wounds  of  fm  and  de?tk 
lie  bidsxT.e  look  to  him  by  faith. 


H  y  M  N    CLXXIII.  [—14] 

\   T  Adi  like  an  anchor,  throu[^h  the  vail, 
Secures  a  hold  thut  cannot  fail ; 
There,  througli  a  Saviour'^  cleanfing  blood,  . 
Ikholds  a  reconciled  God. 

4  This  tottering  frame  I  feel  give  way, 
My  fight  decays,  I  lofe  the  day  ; 
But  fure  I  feel  a  power  div'ne. 
And  heav'nly  glories  round  me  Ihine. 

:r  In  love  triumphing  nov/  I  firg, 
Death  and  the  grave  have  lofl  their  fting, 
Adieu,  corruption,  fin  and  pain,       * 
With  Jefus  now  I  live  and  reign. 

6  O  the  bright  glories  of  the  place, 
What  radiant  fmiles  from  Jefu's  face ! 
Too  bright  for  mortal  lieart  to  bear 
'Tis  heaven  itfelf  I  fee  and  hear. 

7  Strangely  infpir'd,  I  find  my  tongue 
Can  fpeak  my  feelings  in  my  fong. 
And  all  the  heav'nly  armies  join, 

fo  fins:  Mefliah  all  divine. 


HYMN'   CLXXIII.     c.   M.    In  four  partS. 
Death  and  Heaven. 

PART  I. 

'Tbefjiirii'sfare'zvslltc  the  body  after  hug  f::k»eji . 
I   HOW  am  T  held  a  pris'ner  now. 
Far  from  my  God !  this  mortal  chain 
Binds  me  to  forrow  :  all  below 
Is  fliort  liv'd  eafc,  or  tirefome  pain. 

a  When  {hall  that  wond'rous  hour  appef.r. 
Which  frct-s  me  from  this  dark  abD(ie>  . 
To  live  ?.t  large  in  regions  where    ■'■J^.,. 
Nor  cloud  nor  vail  fhall  hide  my  ^^wH| 


:-4J— J  K  Y  M  N     CLXXIII. 

3  FarewfU  this  flefli,  thefe  ears,  thefe  eys8, 
Thcfe  fnares  and  fetters  of  the  mind, 

3\iy  God  !   nor  let  this  frame  arife, 
Till  ev'ry  duft  be  well  rtfin'd. 

4  Eleft  J.'fus  !  make  my  nature  whole, 
Mould  mt  a  body  like  thy  own, 
Then  fliall  it  better  fcrve  my  foul, 

In  works  of  praife  and  worlds  unknown. 

PART  II. 

Ths  departing  ino7nent.,  or,  ahfent  fro7ti  the  br,Jy, 

5  ABSENT  from  flefh  !  O  blifsful  thought  I 
Whiit  unknown  joys  tids  moment  brings  ! 
Freed  from  the  mifcliief  fin  hath  wrought, 
From  pains  and  tears  and  ail  their  fprings. 

6  Abfent  from  flefn  !  illuflrious  day  ! 
Surprifing  fccne !  triumphant  ftroke  ! 
That  renJ.s  r.he^irifon  of  my  clay, 
And  I  can  feel  my  fetters  broke. 

7  Abfent  from  flefn  !  then  rife,  my  foui  I 
Where  feet  or  wi'igs  could  never  climb, 
Beyond  the  heuv'ns  w^here  planets  roil, 
Moafaring  the  cares  and  joys  of  time. 

8  I  go  where  God  and  glory  fhine  ; 
His  pi'efcnce  makes  eternal  day  : 
Kiy/ill  that's  mortal  I  refign, 

^Gx  Jefus  waits  and  points  the  way. 

PART  III. 

f.  .     Paradip,  or prejci^t  iv'ith  th;  Z,ur,-t. 

0  f.JSl'f  is  this  heav'n  ?  and  am  I  ther^;  ? 
Hov«r  ih.^rt  the  road,  how  fwift  the  ilighi  ' 

1  am  uH  life,  all  eye,  all  ear ; 
Jefus  isiUt!^T>y  fwl's  d'ili^i-<:- 


H  \    M  N     CJ-XXIII.  [ 

ro  Is  this  the  heav'jily  friend  who  hung 
hi  blood  and  anguifli  on  the  tree, 
Whom  Paul  p-oclaim'd,  whom  David  fung, 
Who  dy'd  for  them,  who  dy'd  for  me  ? 

n  Lo  !  he  prefcnts  me  at  the  throne 
All  fpotlcfa  ;  tlicre  the  Godhead  reigns 
Sublime  and  peaceful  tiirougl)  the  So::  ; 
Awake  my  voice  in  heav'nly  ftrains. 

11  How  fair,  thoublefl,  eternal  word  ! 
Full  Godhead  fliines  through  all  thy  face  ! 
Thy  death  procur'd  this  bleft  abode, 
Thy  vital  beams  adorn  the  place  ! 

PART  IV. 

Thef:vht  of  God  in  Heaven^ 

13  Creator  God,'  -^tornHl  light, 
Fountain  of  good,  tremendous  pow'r. 
Ocean  of  wonders,  hlifsful  fight, 
Beauty  and  love  unknown  before ! 

14  Thy  grace,  thy  nature,  all  unknown 
In  yon  dark  region  whence  I  came, 
Where  languid  glimpfes  from  thy  throne. 
And  feeble  whifners  taught  thy  name. 

15  I'm  in  a  world  where  all  is  new  ; 
Myfelf,  nty  God  ;  O  bieil:  amaze! 
No',  my  beft  hopes  or  wiflies  knt  w 
To  form  a  Ihado  .v  of  this  grace. 

•')  FixM  en  my  God  my  heart  adore, 
,Ty  reliefs  thoughts foi bear  to  rove, 
Yv-  nir^n./  puflions  Rir  no  more, 

jiut    V:  ■:\  ■; -pov/Wj  be  joy  and  k-ve. 


•lU 


J44H  HYMN    CLXXIV. 

H7MN    CLXXIV.       C.    M. 

Spir'rhfal  Kiindednefs  ;  or 'niivard religion.  James  i.  2' 
I  RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 

Of  mortals  here  below  ; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn. 

Its  fov 'reign  virtue  know  ! 

3  More  needful  this,  than  glitt'ring  wealih, 

Or  ought  the  world  beflovvs ; 
Nor  reputaiion,  food,  or  health. 

Can  give  us  fuch  repofe. 

3  Religion  fhould  our  thoughts  engage, 
Amidft  our  youthful  bloom  ; 

'Twill  fit  us  for  declini.ig  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  O  rnay  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'dj 
Be  my  redeemer's  throne ; 

And  be  my  flubborn  will  fubdu'd, 
His  government  to  ov/ n  ! 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  Icve.. 
Be  join  d  with  godly  fear  ; 

And  a.U  my  converfation  prove 
Myheart  tc  be  fincere.    " 


HYMN   CLXXV.     C.  M. 
Encouragement  to  truR  and  love  God.  Pfalm  X  X , 
I  THRO'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praifescf  my  God  fhall  ftill 

I\ly  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
%  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boaft. 

Till  all  who  are  diftreft, 
Froiii  ni/  example  comfort  tate. 


H  Y  M  N     CI.  XXVI. 

The  hofls  of  God  encamp  around 
The  dwellings  of  the  juft  : 
Prote(5liou  l:c  affords  to  all 

Who  make  his  name  their  trull. 

-,  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide, 
How  bleft  are  they,  and  only  they. 

Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

r   Fear  him,  ye  faints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  elfe  to  f.r-ar  ; 
Come  malce  his  fervice  your  delight ; 

He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 


HTMN    CLXXVI.       L.    M. 
Cri'fx  L'.nd  corjiJenoe  I    CV^  looking   beyond prefcni 
pearances.   Hab.  iii.  I/,  iS. 

I  AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear, 
Fear  Ihail  in  me  no  more  take  place  ; 
Tho'  Jefus  doth  jiot  yet  appear, 
But  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 

fl  Still  I  will  never  let  him  go, 
Nor  bafely  to  the  tenioter  yield  ; 
His  ilrength  will  lead  triumphing  thro' 
I  never  will  give  up  the  field. 
.3  Altho'  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
•\Itho'  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
i  he  withering  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 
Tlif  field  iilude  the  tiller's  toil ; 

4  The  tn.pty  flail  no  herd  afford, 
And  periih  all  the  bleating  race, 
Y^ct  I  will  tr-ujiiph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  i"ulvation  pr aifc. 
G 


i5— ]  K  Y  M  N     CLXXVIJ. 

IIVMN    Cl'^XVIl.       L.    :.i. 

D.fpair  preventid ty  iruji  in  God. 
I   LORD  who  Ihall  drive  my  trembling  fov.l 
xrom  truil  m  thee  to  dark  defpair  ? 
Who  has  furvey'd  tiie  facred  roll, 
And  found  my  name  not  written  there  ? 

'.   Frefumptuous  thought !  to  f;x  the  bound, 
'"o  limit  mercy's  fov'reign  reign  : 
7.'hat  other  happy  fouls  kave  found, 
O  may  I  feek,  uor  feek  in  vain  ! 

3  I  own  my  guilt,  my  fins  confefs  ; 
Can  nienor  devils  raake  them  more  ? 
Of  crimes  already  numbei-lef';, 

Vain  the  attempt  to  fwlll  the  Tcore. 

4  Were  the  black  lifl  befor:  my  fight. 
While  !  remember  thou  haft  dy'd, 
Tvrlli  only  urge  my  fpeedier  flight. 
To  feek  falvation  at  thy  lide. 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  I'll  caft  me  dov/n, 
To  tlice  reveal  a-y  guilt  and  fear  ; 
And — if  th&u  fp'arn  rse  from  thy  throne, 
I'll  be  the  Snl  who  perifh'd  there. 


ir/r.iN  cLXxviii.     Eights  and  Sixes. 

F.-^rs  reric^jsi — It  is  J,  hs  not  afraid^  John  vi.  20. 
X  UNCLEAN!  unclean!  and  full  of  fin, 
Trom  £rft  to  laft,  alas,  I've  been  ! 

Deceitful  is  my  heart : 
r.  aiit  preffes  down  my  burden'd  foul, 
J: lit  Jeuis  can  the  waves  comiol, 

.Ajid  feid  riy  fears  depart, 
i  When  firfl  I  heard  his  word  cf  grace, 
L.p-Tatcfully  I  hid  my  face, 
linjratefuHy  deiay'd; 


HYMN     CLXXIX.  [-^  i 

Ar  lcnp;th  his  voice  more  powei-rul  came, 
"  "riy  1"  he  cry'd  "  I'm  flill  the  fame, 
''  I'hou  need'ft  not  be  afraid." 

3  My  heart  was  chang'd — m  tliatfame  hour 
My  f(  ul  confcfs'd  his  mighty  p  jw'r, 

I  Ihed  a  j;:ratefiil  tear  ; 
Then  liften'd  ftill  to  hear  his  voice, 
Aoain  he  faid,  "  in  me  rejoice, 

"  "ris  I,  thou  reed'ft  not:  fear." 

4  "  Unv/orthy  of  thy  love,''  I  cry'd^ 
"  Freely  I  love,"  he  foon  reply 'd, 

"  On  me  thy  faith  be  {laid  ; . 
*'  On  mc  for  every  thing  depend, 
"  I'm  J'-'fus  fllil,  the  fmnor's  friend. 

"  Thou  necd'ft  not  be  afraid." 


HVMN   CLXXIX.       1.   M. 
Zi^jve  to  Jcfus. 

I  TIIF.E  will  I  love  my  Lord,  ray  tcw'r, 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,- my  crovm ; 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  pow'r, 

Of  mind,  and  flrt-ngth,  and  thee  alone, 
a  Thee  will  I  love,  and  blefs  thy  th.-cn'. 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God  ; 
Thee  v/i'l  I  love  beneath  thy  frown, 

'I'hy  fmilcp,  ili'j  fceptre,  or  thy  rod. 

IIYMM    CLX,XX.       r.    M. 

P'.:!.  :me;I jiisTiers  praifmrr  eternal  love. 
I   TO  lov'.>.  divin-?,  <.h'  eternal  ibng-, 
Shouted  aroMi'.d  J-hovah's  throne. 
Attend,  ye  fav'd,  yc  pardoa'd  throi'^. , 

y\:id  mike  the  rifinn:  note?  vQur  i>'"  •  • 


1  'I'i^  ■•■■■>-:.:z  to  fing  tir  t-rern?.!  date 
Of  iovc  oiiviiie  and  ho'.v  i.:  moves 

To  helplefs  man  ;  v.ith  triumph  great. 
Sing  loud,  for  God  the  for^g  approver 

Hail  Bsthrem  !.  Hail  the  ruddy  trir.jn, 
\vhofe  rays  adoj-n  the  infant  Go  J  • 
Meffiah,  of  a  virgin  borr, 
A  God  !  a  man  to  die  in  blood. 

4  For  us,  falvation  wide  difplays 
Her  amb'ent  and  rofrefliiiig  wirg  ; 

Thy  love,  dear  Saviour,  ^^  e  will  praife, . 
And  all  its  peerlefs  glories  fing. 

5  We'll  fmg  the  garden  and  the  tree, 
Red  v/ith  the  blood  that  cries  for  peace  ; 

Heav'n  echoes  back  as  plcas'd,  in  thee 
To  fhew  its  glories  and  its  grace. 

6  We'll  firg  a  note  that  high  prevails, 
Above  the  angels  free  from  fm  ; 

Who  cannot  tafte  the  love  that  heals, 
Or  fvytets  of  confcience,  thus  made  clean. 

7  Thy  love,  O  Jefus,  is  the  theme, 
The  forg  of  Irdnts  fliall  ever  tell  ; 

And  through  eternity  proclaim 
Tiiy  vict'ry  over  fm  and  hell. 

HYMN    CtXXfCI.       C.    M. 
Longing  for  nsarrcsfi  to  God. 
i)  COULD  I  find  from  <iay  to  cay, 
■'■.  nearnefs  to  my  God  ; 
i  n-^n  fnould  my  hours  glide fv'ee-  -■•--•.' 

And  lean  upon  his  word. 
-   Lord  I  defire  with  thee  to  live 
Anew  from  day  to  day  \ 


HYMN     CLXXXII.  [—149 

In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  O  Jcfus,  come  and  rule  my  heart, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine, 

That  I  may  never  more  depart. 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  breath, 
Thy  goodnefs  i'il  adore  ; 

And  when  my  flefh  diflblves  in  death, 
My  foul  fliall  love  thee  more. 

5  Trough  boundlefs  grace  I  then  fhall  fpend, 
An  everlafting  day, 

In  the  embraces  of  that  friend. 
Who  took  my  guilt  away. 

6  His  worthy  name  fliall  have  the  pralfc, 
To  whom  all  praife  is  due  ; 

While  angels  and  archangels  gaze, 
On  fcenes  forever  new. 


HTMN    CLXXXII.       L.    M. 
Thejiruggle  betiveen  faith  and  unbelief .  Mark  jx.  24, 

I  JESUS,  believing  we  rejoice. 
And  triumph  in  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
But  when  our  unbelief  prevails, 
Our  hope  departs,  our  comfort  fails. 

a  Thy  promife  does  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  ahve  ; 
But  guilt  and  fears,  aiid  forrows  rife^ 
Whefi.  unbelief  o'erclouds  our  eyes. 

3  O  let  not  fin  and  Satan  boafl, 

While  we  lie  mourning  in  the  duft  ; 

Nor  fee  that  faith  to  ruin  brcuo ht. 

Which  thy  own  gracious  pow'x  haUi  wrought. 


ijc—]  H  Y  M  N     CLXXXia. 

4  Do  thou  the  dying  fpark  inflame  ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 
And  put  -jli  anxious  doubts  to  flight. 
As  Ihades  dixpcrs'd  by  op'ning  light. 

HYMR    CLXXXllI.       C.  M. 

Chr'ijl  the  head  of  the  Church,  Eph.  iv.  15,  i6. 
1  JESUS,  we  fing  t  hy  matchleis  grace, 

That  calls  bale  worms  thy  owii  ; 
Gives  them  amor;g  tiiy  faints  a  place, 

To  make  thy  giones  known. 

a  Allied  to  thee  our  vital  head, 
We  adl,  ar.d  grow,  and  thrive  : 

From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead, 
When  rnoft  he  feems   alive. 

3  Thy  faints  on  earth,  and  thofe  above, 
All  join  in  fv/cct  accord  ; 

One  body  all  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou,  their  common  Lord. 

4  O  may  our  faith  each  hour  receive 
The  fpirit  from  above, 

Thus  death  and  hell  fliall  ne'er  deceive, 
Nor  break  the  bond  of  love. 

5  Thou  the  whole  body  wilt  prefent 
Before  thy  Father's  face  ; 

Nor  fiiali  a  wrinkle,  or  afpot. 
Its  beauteous  form  difgracc. 


HYMN    CLXXXIV.       L.    M. 

Rct'tremefit  and  meditation.   I'falm  Iv.  4. 
I  RETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 
And  chafe  thefe  fliadowy  forms  no  more  ; 
Seek  out  fome  folitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forfaken  God  implore. 


H  Y  M  N     CLXXXV.  [—151 

a  Wifdom  nnd  pleafnrc  dwell  at  home  ; 
Retir'd  and  Ulcnt  feek  them  there  : 
Ihis  is  the  \ray.  to  overcome, 
The  way  to  break  the  tempter's  inare. 

3  And  thou,  m^  God,  whofe  piercing  eys 
Diftuid  lurveys  each  deep  recefs, 
Inthefc  abilra<fled  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  prefence  fill  the  place. 

4  Thrcup;h  the  recefles  of  my  heart 
My  fearcli  let  hcav'nly  wifdom  guide, 
And  ftill  its  radiant  beams  in-part. 
Till  all  be  fcurch'd  aiid  purified. 

5  Then,  with  the  viuts  of  thy  love, 
Vouchfafe  my  inmoft  foul  to  chear  ; 
Till  ev'ry  ^nntcc  flnll  join  to  prove, 
That  God  huth  fix'd  his  dwelling  there. 


HYMN    CLX^CXV.       C.    M, 
Suhm'ijfon  under  berea-v'ing  provitfinces.    Ff.  xlvi.  10. 
X  PEACE,  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand, 

That  blafts  our  joys  in  death  ; 
Chixngcs  the  viHige  once  fo  de;.r. 

And  gathers  buck  our  breath. 

5  ' Tis  He,  the  potentate  fuprcme 

Of  all  the  worlds  above, 
Whofe  ftcady  coiaiftls  wifely  rule. 

Nor  from  uhclr  purpofe  move. 

3  'Tis  He,  vv'hofe  juftice  mich.t  dtmr.nd 
Our  fouls  a  facrlfice  ; 

Yet  fcattcrs  with  unwearied  hand 
A  thoufaiid  rich  iupplii-. 

4  Our  ccv'nant-God  and  i 

In  Chrifl  our  blccd.-ng  Iaj\>\  ; 
Whofe  grace  can  htal  the  burftipg  htart 


ijj— ]         HYMN    CLXXXVI. 

5  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name  ; 

We  kifs  thy  fcourging  hand  ; 
And  yield  our  comforts,  and  our  life, 

To  thy  fupreme  command. 


HYMN    CLXXXVI.       C.    M. 
Belfhazzar,  cr  ihefmner  trembling.  Dan.  V,  5—6. 
I  POOR  fmners!  little  do  they  think 

With  whom  they  have  to  do  ! 
They  ftand  fecurely  on  the  brink 

Of  evcrlafting  woe. 

a  Chaldea's  king  profanely  bold, 

The  Lord  of  hofts  defy'd  ; 
But  vengeance  foon  his  boafts  control'd, 

And  humbled  all  his  pride. 

3  He  faw  a  hand  upon  the  wall, 
(And  trembled  on  his  throne) 

Which  wrote  his  fudder,  dreadful  fall 
In  charadlcrs  unknown. 

4  See  him  o'erwhelm'd  with  deep  diftrefs  ! 
His  eyes  with  anguifh  roll ; 

His  looks  and  loofen'd  joints  exprefs 
The  terrors  of  his  foul. 

5  His  pomp  and  mufic,  guefts  and  wine. 
No  more  delight  aiford  ; 

O  finncr,  e'er  this  cafe  be  thine, 
Begin  to  feck  the  Lord. 

6  The  law  like  this  hand  writing  flands, 
And  fpea^s  the  wrath  of  God, 

But  Jefus  anfwers  its  demands 
And  cancels  it  with  blcod. 


HYMN     CLXXXVII.        [—153 

IiVMN    CLXXXVII.       L.  M. 

Par  ah!:  of  the  ivheat  and  tares.  Matt.  xlii.  37—41, 
I  THOUGH  in  the  earthly  church  below 
The  wheat  and  tares  together  grow ; 
Jeius  ere  long  will  weed  the  crop. 
And  pluck  the  tares,  in  anger,  up. 

a  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 

To  rccoIk<St  their  ftations  here  ? 

Hov/  much  they  heard,  how  much  they  knew, 

How  long  among  the  wheat  they  grew  ! 

3  Oh  !  this  will  aggravate  their  cafe  ! 
They  perifh  under  mcajis  of  grace  ; 
To  th  :m  the  word  of  life  and  faith, 
Becam.e  an  inflrument  of  death. 

4  We  feem  alike  when  thus  we  meet. 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  were  wheat ; 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-fearching  eyes, 
Each  heart  appears  without  difguife. 

5  The  tares  are  fpar'd  for  various  ends. 
Some,  for  the  fake  of  praying  friends  ; 
Others,  the  Lord,  agalnll  their  will, 
Employs  his  couufcl  to  fulfil. 

6  But  though  they  grow  fo  tall  and  ftrong, 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long  ; 

In  harvcft  when  he  faves  his  own, 
The  tares  fliall  into  hell  be  thrown. 

HYMN  CLxxxviii.     Eights  and  Scvcns. 
Blind  Bariiweus.   Mark  x.  47,  48. 
i^  "  MERCY  ;  O  thou  fon  of  David  !" 
Thus  blind  Bartimeus  pray'd  ; 
<■ '  rhcrs  by  the  \\  ord  are  faveJ, 
w  tome  afford  thine  aid. 
.      G     2 


J54H         HYMN     CLXXXIX. 

%  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, 
Eut  he  CclVd  the  loud-r  ftill ; 
Till  the  gracious  Siiviour  bid  him 
«  Come,  and  afk  me  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted. 
Though  by  begging  us'd  to  live  ; 
Eut  he  aik'd,  and  Jefus  granted, 
Alms,  which  none  but  he  could  give. 

4  "  Lord  remove  this  grievous  biindnefs. 
Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day." 
Straight  he  faw,  and  won  by  kindnefs, 
Follow 'd  Jefus  in  the  way. 

5  Oh  !  methinks  I  heai-  him  praifing, 
Pubiiihing  to  all  around  ; 

"  Friends  is  not  ray  cafe  amazing  ?♦ 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found. 

6  Oh  !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 
And  v.'culd  be  advis'd  by  me  ! 
Surely,  would  they  haflen  to  him, 

He  would  caufe  them  ail  to  fee. 

7  Ko^y  I  freely  leave  niy  garment. 
Follow  Jefus  in  the  way,         f 

He  v.'ill  guide  me  by  his  counfel, 
Bring  me  to  eternal  day." 

HYMJf    CLXXXIX.       L.    M. 

Our  k'd'ics  the  ta;:ple  of  the  Holy  Ghcf.   I  Cor.  vL 
ly.  I  John  v.  ii. 

1  AND  v/ill  the  ofTended  God  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  fmfulmen  ? 
Will  he  v.'ithin  this  bofom  raife 
A  living  temple  to  his  praifc  I 


HYMN     CXC.  [—155 

i  Tlie  joyful  news  tranfports  my  brcaft. 
^\ll  hail  !  I  cry,  thouheav'nly  gucfi. ! 
Lift  up  your  heads,  yc  powers  within, 
And  let  the  king  of  glory  in. 

3  Enter  with  all  thy  heav'nly  train, 
Here  live,  and  here  forever  reign  : 
I'hy  fceptre  o'er  my  pafiions  fway, 
Let  love  command,  and  I'll  obey. 

4  Reafon  and  confcien<:e  fhall  fubmit, 
And  pay  their  homage  at  thy  feet  : 
To  thee  I'll  confecrate  my  heart, 
And  bid  each  rival  thence  depart. 

HYMN  CXC.     Sevens  and  Sixes. 
The  pilgrim's  fong, 

1  ilISE,  my  foul,  and  llretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace ; 

Rife  from  tranfitory  things, 

Tow'rds  heav'n  thy  native  place  : 

Sun,  and  moon,  and  ftars  decay, 
Time  fliall  foon  this  earth  remove^; 

Rife,  my  foul,  ^d  hafle  away 
To  ieats  prepar'd  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 
Nor  flay  in  all  their  courfc : 

Fire  afcending  feeks  the  fun. 

Both  ipecd  them  to  their  fource : 
So  a  foul  that's  born  of  Ood, 

PuKts  to  view  his  glorious  fy.ce; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rv.it  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  me  riches,  fly  me  c-ires, 
While  I  that  coaft  explore  ; 

Ilat'ring  world,  with  all  thy  fnare«, 
Folicit  me  no  more. 


156—]  HYMN     CXCI. 

Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home  ; 

Strangers  tarry  but  a  night. 
When  the  laft  dear  morn  is  come, 

They'll  rife  to  joyful  light. 

4  Ceafe  ye  pilgrims,  ceafe  to  mourn, 

Prefs  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  Ikies  : 
There  we'll  join  the  heav'nly  train, 

Welcom'd  to  partake  the  blifs, 
Fly  from  forrow  and  from  pain, 

To  realms  of  endlefs  peace. 


HYMN     CXCI.       L.    M. 
***      The  Chr'ijl'ian  ivarfare. 

1  JESUS  my  king  proclaims  the  war, 
"  Awake  !  the  powers  of  hell  are  near ! 

"  Arm  with  my  grace  !"  I  hear  him  cry, 
■Tis  yours  to  conquer,  or  to  die." 

2  Rous'd  by  the  animating  found, 
I  caft  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 
Make  hade  to  gird  my  armour  op, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet,  faith  my  fliield, 
The  word  of  God,  the  fword  I  wield : 
With  facred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
And  holy  zeal  infpires  my  heart. 

4  Thus  arm'd,  I  venture  on  the  fight, 
Refolv'd  to  put  my  foes  to  flight ; 
While  Jefus  kindly  deigns  to  fpread 
His  conqu'ring  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  truft ; 
Kis  bleeding-  crofs  is  all  my  boaft  : 
Thro'  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  Ir.e  on 
To  vicl'rv,  and  the  viclcr's  crown. 


M  y  M  N     CXCII. 

HYMN.  CXCII.     Sevens. 
Flying  to  Chriji  utider  Temptation, 
1  JESUS,  lover  of  my  foul, 

Let  me  tv)  tliy  bofom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tenipeft  ftill  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  ftorm  of  life  be  paft  : 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

Oh  receive  my  foul  at  laft ! 

Z  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Lo  !  I  hclplefs  hang  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  oh  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Left  I  bafely  flirink  and  flee  ; 
Thou  art  all  my  trufl  and  aid, 
-    All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceicfs  head 

With  the  fhadow  of  tliy  wing  ! 
3  Thou,  O  Chrift,  art  all  I  want, 

Boundlefs  love  in  thee  I  find : 
Raife  the  fallen,  chear  the  faint, 

Heal  tlie  fick  and  lead  the  blind. 
Juft  and  holy  is  thy  naliie, 

I  am  all  unrighteoufnefs , 
Vile  and  full  of  fm  I  am, 

Then  art  full  Qf  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  fin  ; 
Let  the  healing  ftrcams  abound. 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  ; 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
Rf  ign  O  Lcrd,  within  my  hcirt, 

P.eign  to  all  eternity. 


'fiS—]  H  Y  M  N     CXCIII. 

IITMN    CXCm.    L.  M. 
Hypocrites,  or  the  blaf.ed  jig-tree.      Mark  XI.  2a 
I   ONE  awful  word  which  Jefus  fpoke, 
Againft  the  tree  which  bore  no  fruit, 
More  dreadful  than  the  light'nlng'b  ftroke, 
Blaf^ed  and  dry'd  it  to  the  root. 

i  How  maEy,  who  the  gofpel  hear, 
Whom  Satan  blinds  End  fm  deceives, 
May  v/ith  this  wither'd  tree  compare  ? 
They  yeid  no  fruit,  but  only  leaves. 

^1   Knowledge,  and  ztz\,  and  gifts,  and  talk, 
Unlefs  combin'd  with  faith  and  love, 
And  witnefs'd  by  a  gofpel  walk. 
Will  not  a  true  profellion  prove. 

4  Without  fuch  fruit  as  God  cxpe<fts. 
Knowledge  will  make  our  flate  the  worfe  ; 
The  barren  trees  he  ftiil  rejefts, 

And  foon  v/ill  blaft  them  with  his  curfe. 

5  O  Lord,  unite  our  hearts  in  pray'r, 
On  each  of  us  thy  fpirit  fend ; 

That  v.e  the  fruits  of  grac^e  may  bear, 
And  find  acceptance  in  thq  end. 


HYMN    CXCIV.       L.    M. 

ChrifAans  endangered  by  the  cares  cfthe  'U^orld.  I.uke 

X.    38—42. 
I  BLESS'D  Martha  love  and  joy  exprcf^M, 
To  entertain  her  heav'nly  gueft  ; 
While  Mary,  ravifh'd  with  her  L'^rd, 
Sat  at  his  feet,  and  heard  his  word. 

a  True  love  divine,  in  both  the  fume , 
Led  each  to  glorify  his  name  ; 
Each  met  her  Lord  with  joyful  heurr, 
'*  But  Mary  chofe  the  better  part." 


H  Y  M  N     CXCV.  [—159 

.^  Whi!c  one  prcpar'J  her  earthly  brer.d, 
The  other  waited  to  be  fed  ; 
One  toil'd  with  care  to  fprcad  a  feufl, 
The  other  Ican'd  on  Jefu's  brcaft. 

4  Both  met  the  favor  of  their  Lord, 
His  grace  for  each  prepar'd  a  word  ; 
While  Mary  drank  full  draughts  of  love, 
Grace,  careful  Martha,  did  reprove. 

5  Thus  Chrifuans  with  the  world  are  vex'd. 
Oft  are  encumbcr'd  and  perplcx'd  ; 

Vain  triiles  fo  engrofs  their  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot. 

6  Teach  us,  dear  Lord,  that  part  to  chocf'\ 
Which  through  thy  grace  we  ne'er  iluiil  lofej 
Then  could  we  call  the  world  our  own, 
We'd  leave  it  all  to  fee  thy  throne. 

nvMN   c?ccv.     c.  M. 

Th.'  rich  tuorldlhigcor.demncl.   Luke  xii.  1 6 — ^I. 
I  "  MY  barns  are  full,  my  ftores  incrcafe, 

And  now  for  masy  years, 
Soul,  eat  and  drii:k,  and  take  thine  eafe. 

Secure  from  wants  and  fears." 
%  Thus  while  a  worldling  boallcd  once, 

As  many  now  pre  fume  ; 
He  heard  the  Lord  hirrffclf  pronounce, 

His  fuddcn,  awful  doom. 

3  "  This  night  vain  fool,  thy  foul  ;...  /.    ^  ...^ 
Into  a  world  unknown  ; 

And  who  fliall  then  the  ftores  pciTcA, 
Which  thou  hall  call'd  tiiine  own  :" 

4  Thus  blind  :dmcrtaj-,'"  w  '." .  I',  h  mc 
Fcr  happ'ncfbb'jlo.v 


i6o~]  H  Y  M  N     CXCVI. 

Till  death: -defiroys  the  p^oafing  dream, 
And  they  awake  to  woe. 

5  Ah !  who  can  fpeak  the  vafl  difmay 
That  fills  the  finner's  mind, 

V/ken  torn,  by  death's  ftrong  hand  away, 
He  leaves  his  all  behind. 

6  Worldlings,  who  cleave  tb  earthly  things, 
But  are  n-ot  rich  to  God,    . 

V7ill  feel  that  death  is  full  of  flings, 
And  hell  a  dark  abode. 

7  Dear  Saviour,  make  us  timely  wife. 
Thy  gofpel  to  attend ; 

That  we  may  live  above  the  Ikies, 
When  time  and  life  fnall  end. 


HYMN    CXCVI.       S.    M. 
In-portunate  Prayer.     Luke  xviii.    I — •7. 

-   JESUS,  who  knows  full  well 

The  heart  of  ev'ry  faint, 
Invites  us  all  our  griefs  to  tell, 

To  pray  and  never  faint, 
a  He  bov/s  his  gracious  ear, 

V^c  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
Then  let  us  v/ait  till  he  appear, 

And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Though  unbelief  fuggeft, 

Why  fnould  we  longer  v-zait  ? 
He  bids  us  never  give  him  refV, 

But  knock  at  mercy's  pitt. 

'    fefus  the  Lord  will  hear 

His  chofen  when  they  cry  ; 
Yes,  though  be  may  a  vi'h lie  forbear. 

He'll  help  them  Jrom  on  high. 


HYMN    CXCVII.  [—161 

5  His  nature,  truth  and  love, 
Engage  him  on  their  fide ; 

When  they  are  griev'd,  his  bowels  move, 
They  will  not  be  deny'd. 

6  Then  let  us  earneil  cry, 
And  never  faint  in  pray'r, 

He  fees,  he  hears,  and  from  on  high, 
Will  make  our  caufe  his  care. 


CXCVII.       I.    K.  ^ 

at  ion  to  Prayer.' — ^f^ 
lind'rances  we  me^ 


nVMN 

"'^  ExhcHation 

1  WHAT  various  hi 

In  coming  to  a  mercy  feat ! 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  praf  r 

But  wilhes  to  be  often  there.  > 

1  Pray'r  makes  the  dark'nedclcj^j^ithdraw 
Pray'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  faw; 
Gives  exerclfe  to  faith  and  love,    * 
Brings  ev'ry  blelung  from  abovet 

3  Reftraining  pray>  we  ceafe  td  fight ; 
Pray'r  mak'.s  the  Chriftian's  armour  bright ; 
And  Safan  trembl-rs,  when  lie  fdes 

The  weakefl  faint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?  Ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellov>cr-ature's  car 
With  the  fad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

r  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  fpent, 
io  hcav'n  in  fnpplicr.tion  fent. 
Your  cheerful  fong  v/ould  oft'ncr  be, 
''  T-f.-?r  yh:\',  <ho  l.ord  has  done  for  nu\" 


i6s~]  HYMN     CXCVIII, 

HVMN     CXCVni.       S.  M  . 
JVaiting  at  tie  Pod.  John  V.   2 — 4^ 

I  BESIDE  the  gofpel  pool 

Appointed  for  the  poor  ; 
From  year  to  year  ray  helpiefs  foul 

Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

Z  When  vYill  the  Lord  appear, 

My  malady  to  heal! 
He  knows  how  long  Tve  languilh'd  here, 

And  what  diilrefs  Ifeel. 

3  How  often  have  I  thought 
Why  ihould  I  longer  lie  ? 

Surely  the  mercy  I  have  fought 
Is  not  for  fuch  as  I. 

4  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 
There  is  r.o  other  pool 

Where  ftrearns  of  fov'reign  virtue  iiow. 
To  make  u  finner  whole. 

5  Here  then,  from  day  to  day, 
I'll  v/ait,  and  hope,  and  cry, 

Will  Jcfus  hear  a  fiuner  pray. 
Yet  fuiTer  him  to  die  ? 

6  No  !  he  is  fisll  of  grace  ; 
He  never  will  permit 

A  foul,  that  fain  would  fee  his  face. 
To  periih  at  his  feet. 


HYMN     CXCIX.       C.    M. 
Fjcrnal  L'f<i  :n    Chr'ijl.      John  vi.    67 — 69. 
WHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 
(As  numbers  often  do) 
r.'jthlnks  I  hesr  my  Saviour  fay, 
"■  Wilt  thoii/orfuke  lae  too  V 


H  Y  M  N     CC.  [— i6i 

S  Ah,  Lord  !  witli  fuch  a  heart  as  mine, 

Unlefs  thou  hold  mc  fuft, 
My  faith  ^^ill  fail,  I  fhall  decline. 

And  prove  like  them  at  la  ft. 

3  'Tis  thou  aione  haft  pow'r  and  grace, 
To  favc  a  wretch  like  me  ; 

To  whom  fhall  1  then  turn  my  face, 
If  I  depart  from  thee. 

4  Boyond  a  doubt  I  reft  aflur'd 
Thou  art  the  Christ  of  God  ; 

Wlio  haft  eternal  life  fecur'd 
By  promife  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  join'd, 
Could  never  reach  my  cafe  ; 

Nor  can  T  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  thy  boundlefs  grace. 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  reft, 
And  blvi  my  fears  depart ; 

No  love  but  thine  can  make  meblcft, 
And  fatisfy  my  heart. 


HYMN  CC.     Eights  and  Sixes. 
Poiver   cf  Divine   Lcve.      A(5ls  ix. 
I   IF   GOD  had  bid  his  thunders  roll, 
And  lightning's  flafti,  to  blaft  my  foul, 

I  ft  ill  had  ftubhorn  been  : 
But  mercy  has  my  heart  fubdu'd, 
A  bleeding  Saviour  I  have  view'd, 
And  now  I  hate  my  iin. 

a  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 
Come  take  pofli-fllon  of  thine  own. 

For  thoH  haft  fet  mc  free  ; 
Relcas'd  from  Satan's  hard  command, 
See  all  my  powVs  in  waiting  ftand, 

To  be  employ 'd  by  thee. 


i64H  HYMN     CCI. 

3  My  will  conform'd  to  thine  would  move» 
On  thee  my  hepe,  defirc,  and  love, 

In  fix'd  atttotion  join  ; 
My  hands,  my  eyes,  my  ears,  my  tongue, 
Have  Satan's  fervants  been  too  long, 

But  now  they  fltall  be  thine. 

4  And  can  I  be  the  very  fam-c, 

Who  lately  durft  blafpheme  thy  name, 

A'ld  on  tiiy  gofpel  tread  ? 
Surely  each  one  who  hears  my  cafe, 
Will  praife  thee,  and  confefs  thy  grace 

Invincible  indeed  ! 


HYMN.    CCI.      c.  M. 

"Joy  in  the  holy  gojl, 
I  MY  foul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 

My  fpirit  doth  rejoice 
In  God,  my  faviour  and  my  God, 

I  hear  thy  joyfid  voice, 
a  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy, 

Who  have  a  feaft  at  home  ; 
My  fig]:s  are  turned  into  fongs. 

The  comforter  is  come. 

3  Down  from  on  high  the  blelTed  dove, 
Is  ccme  into  my  breaft  ; 

To  witnefs  God's  eternal  love ; 
This  is  my  heav'nly  feaft, 

4  This  makes  me  abba  father  cry, 
With  confidence  offcvl; 

It  makes  nae  cry  my  Lord,  my  God, 
And  that  without  control. 

5  There  is  a  ftream  which  iifues  forth 
From  God's  eternal  thi'one, 


HYMN     ecu.  165—] 

'.1  iVom  the  Iamb,-a  living  ftrcam, 
Clear  as  the  chryftal  flone. 

fi  The  ftream  doth  water  Paradife, 

!t  makes  the  angels  fing, 
One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart ; 

Hence  all  my  joys  do  fpring. 

7  Such  joys  as  are  unfpeakable, 
And  full  of  glory  too  ; 

Such  hidden  manna,  hidden  pearls, 
As  worldings  do  not  know. 

8  Eye  hath  not  fecn,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
From  fancy  'tis  conceal'd, 

What  thou,  Lord,  hafl  laid  up  for  thine, 
And  haft  to  me  reveal'd. 

9  I  foe  thy  face,  I  hear  thy  voice, 
I  tafte  thy  fweeteft  love  ; 

My  foul  doth  leap  :  but  Oh  !    for  wings. 
The  wings  of  Noah's  dove  ! 

10  Then  fhould  I  flee  far  hence  away, 
Leaving  this  world  of  fm  ; 

Then  fhould  my  Lord  put  forth  his  hand. 
And  kindly  take  me  in. 

11  Then  fhould  my  foul  Vv-ith  angels  feaft 
On  joys  thaf  always  laft  : 

Elefs  d.  be  my  God,  the  God  of  joy. 
Who  dves  me  here  a  tafte. 


HYMN    CCII.       C.    M. 


Re  jot  dig  in  a  revival  of  reHgicr.. 
I  HARK  !  hear  the  found,  en  earth  'tis  found, 

My  foul  delights  to  hear 
Of  dying  love,  that's  frpm  above, 

Of  pardcn  bought  raod  dear. 


i66— ]  H  Y  M  N      CCIII. 

a  God's  Kiinifters,  a  flaming  fire, 

Are  pafTmg  through  the  land, 
I'heir  voice  is,  "  hear,  repent  and  fear, 

King  Jefus  is  at  hand." 

3  Young  converts  fuig  and  praife  their  king, 
And  blefs  God's  holy  name  ; 

WhiiO;  older  faints  leave  their  complaints, 
And  joy  to  join  the  theme. 

4  Convinc'd  of  fm,  men  now  begin 
To  call  upon  the  Lord, 

Trembling  they  pray,  and  mourn  the  day 
In  which  they  fcorn'd  his  word. 

5  God's  chariot  rolls,  it  friglits  the  fouls 
Of  thofe  who  hate  the  truth  ; 

And  faints  in  pray'r,  cry,  Lord  draw  near. 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth  ! 

6  Pour  down  a  fliow'r  of  thy  great  pow'r, 
On  ev'ry  aching  heart ; 

On  all  who  try,  and  humbly  cry, 
That  they  may  have  a  part. 

?  Come  fmnera,  all,  hear  now  God's  call. 

And  pray  with  one  accord  ! 
P  lints,  raife  your  fongs — with  joyful  tongues, 

To  hail  th'  approaching  Loi'd. 

HYMN    CCni.       L.    M. 

All  aivalened  finner  l(tt}is7i.t'ing  his  pajifiCiirlt'. 
J  ALAS,  alas  how  blind  I've  been, 
How  little  of  myfelf  I've  feen  ! 
Sportive  1  fail'd  the  fenfual  tide, 
Thoughtlefs  of  God  whom  I  defy'd. 

a  I  heard  of  heav'n,  I  hear:1  of  hell, 
Where  blifs  and  woe  eternal  dwell ; 


H  Y  M  N     CCIV.  [^167 

But  mock'd  the  threats  of  truth  divine, 
And  fcorn'd  the  place  where  angels  fhine. 

3  My  angry  heart  refus'd  the  hlood 
Of  a  defcending-,  fufFering  God ; 
And  guilty  palTion  boldly  broke 

The  holy  law  which  heav'n  had  fpoke. 

4  T  h'  alluring  world  contrord  my  choice. 
When  confcicnce  fpoke,  I  hufli'd  its  voice. 
Securely  laugh'd  along  the  road, 
Which  haplefs  millions  firft  had  trod. 

5  Now  the  almighty  God  comes  near. 
And  makes  me  fhake  with  awful  fear ; 
His  terrors  all  my  ftrcfigth  exhauft, 
My  fear  grows  high,  my  peace  is  loft. 

6  With  keen  remorfe  I  feel  my  wcrncl, 
And  fecm  to  hear  the  dreadful  found, 

"  Depart  from  me,  thou  wretch  undone. 
Go  reap  thy  {In,  and  feclray  frown." 

7  Thus  ends  my  mirthful  thoughtlefs  life, 
Fill'd  up  with  folly,  guilt  and  ilrife  ; 
Perhaps  I  fmk  to  cndlefs  pain. 

Nor  hear  the  vcice  of  joy  again. 


HYMN  CCIV.       CM. 

he  fiicccfsjul  refulve.      I  iiill  go  In  unto  tie  .i.'/n 

Efther  iv.   16. 
COME,  hurtible  finner,  in  whofe  breait, 
A  thoufand  thoughts  revolve, 
•nv',  Vvith  your  guilt  and  fear  opprcH;, 
A:*'imakc  this  iall  rvl'ohe. 

"  Til  go  to  Jefua,  though  my  fri 
"  llathl.ke  a  mouri-.tin  rcfe  ; 


i68— ]  HYMN    CCV. 

3  "  Prcftrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 
"  And  there  my  guilt  confefs, 

'*  m  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone 
"  Without  his  fov'reign  grace. 

4  *'  I'll  to  the  gracious  Icing  approach, 
"  Whofe  fceptre  pardon  gives, 

"  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
"  And  then  the  fuppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 
"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  pray'r  ; 

*'  But  if  I  perifu  I  will  pray, 
"  And  perilli  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  hut  perifh  if  I  go, 
"  I  am  refolv'd  to  try  : 

*'  For  if  I  ftay  away,  I  know 
"  I  muft  forever  die." 


HYMN  CCV.     Eights  and  Sixes, 

The  returning  penitent. 
I  When  with  my  mind  devoutly  prefs'd, 
Dear  Saviour,  my  revolving  breafb    , 

Would  pall  offences  trace  ; 
Trembling  I  make  the  black  review, 
Yetpleas'd  behold,  admiring  too. 

The  pov/'r  of  changing  grace. 

%  This  tongue  with  blafphemiesxlejfird, 
Thcfe  feet  to  erring  paths  beguil'd. 

In  heav'nly  league  agree. 
Who  would  believe  fuch  lips  could  praife, 
Or  think  from  dark  and  winding  ways, 

I  e'er  fliould  turn  to  thee  ? 

2,  Thtfe  eyes  that  once  abus'd  the  light, 
Novv'  lift  to  thee  their  wat'ry  fight, 
And  weep  a  filent  £ood ; 


II  Y  M  N     CCVI.  [—169 

Tiif  fc  IvAiids  are  rais'd  ia  ceafclcis  pray'r, 

Oh  walh  away  the  ilalns  they  wcnr, 
in  pure  redeeming  blood. 

4  Thele  cars  that  once  could  entertain 
The  midnight  oath,  the  liiftful  llraia, 

Arouad  the  fctlive  board ; 
Now  dcai'  to  all  th'  enchantinp:  nolll-. 
Avoid  the  throng,  detcft  the  joys, 

And  long  to  hear  thy  v/oi  d. 

5  Thus  art  thou  fcrv'd  in  ev'ry  part, 
,;Goon,hlelVdLord,  to  cleanCe  my  heart. 

That  droffy  thing  refine ; 
That  grace  may  nature's  po'.v'rs  control, 
And  a  new  creature,  body,  I'^i, 

Be  ail  and  v.'holly  thine  ! 


HYMN   ccvi.^   Eie,veus, 

Anil  the  fot'l  of  the  peopL'  ivas  much  dlfcourrgeJ  bi-- 
caup  of  the  ivay.     Numbers  xxi.  4. 

1  HOW  many  and  great  arc  the  foes  which  ivSt£-: 
The  way  thro"  this  world  to  the  Cana&n  of  reft  ? 
The  traveller  ever  his  Lord  would  obey, 
1  oft  is  difcourag'd  becaufe  of  the  way. 

;;  Though  Satan,  the  world,  and  corrupticns 

combine, 
And  try  to  prtv*nt  the  poor  Pilgrim's  dcfign  ^ 
They  cannot  deilioy,  though  they  often  betray. 
And  make  him  difcourag'd  beraufe  of  tlic  w;iy. 

3  \VJ\en  good  he  would  do,  hnperfcAlonsabound, 
His  gi-aces  are  weak,  and  temptations  fnn-ound ; 
F'-ir  many  tx:ru  back,  and  wo\dd"irad  hlui  r'ilray, 
■WW  '1  :iM,c.';".i.K  ddcour  "•Mbc:.u:ll;::)f  th-:  wav. 


i7c-~ ]  HYMN     CCVIL 

4  Yet  why  fliould  the  Chrlftian  of  Canaan  dcf- 

pair, 
Perplex'd  or  alarm'd  with  difnonorlng  fear  ? 
Let  him  but  his  map  and  his  leader  obey. 
Nor  more  be  difcourag'd  becanfe  of  the  way. 

5  In  Chrifl  inexhauftible  treafures  are  ftor'd, 
And  Jefus  will  fuitable  blelTing^s  afford  ; 

Then  why  flionld  the  Pilgrim   be  fill'd  with 

difmay  ? 
Or  why  be  difcourag'd  because  of  the  way  ? 

6  Unquenchable  love  and  omnipotent  pow'r, 
V/illland  him  ere  long  on  the  heav'niy  fhore  ; 
There  pieafure  eternal  v/ili  amply  repay 
Por  all  the  difcouragcmcr.ts  found  in  the  way, 

HYMN  ccvii.     Elevens. 
Mxceediri^^  great  ani^ precious  prcniifes^  1  Pet.  I.  4. 
i  KOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  faints  of  the  Lor  J,, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  fay  than  to  you  he  hath  faid. 
Who  unto  the  Saviour  for  refuge  have  fied. 

•Z  In  ev'ry  condition,  in  ficl:nefs,  in  health. 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth ; 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  fea, 

*  As  thy  days  may  demand,  fliall  thy  ftrength 

'  ever  be. 

3  '  Fear  not  I  am  with  thee,  O  l>e  not  difmay'd, 

*  For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  ftiii  give  tht^e  aid  ; 

*  I'll  Strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  caufe  thee  ta 

'  Hand, 

*  Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4  '  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
'  The  rivers  of  forrow  fhall  not  overflow ; 

*  Tor  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bleft, 
*■  M4  il4i<aify  to  thee,  thy  deepefl  diilrefi< 


H  Y  M  N     CCVIII.  [—171 

5  *  When  thro'  fiery  trials  tliy  pathway  flaall  lie, 

*  My  j':race  all-fufBcient  fliall  be  thy  fupply ; 
'  The  flame  fluUl  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  dcfign 

'  Thy  drofs  to  conrumc,  and  tliy  gold  to  refine. 

6  *  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  fliall  prove 
'  My  fov'reign,^  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

*  And  then,  when  grey  hairs  ihall  their  temples 

'  adorn, 
'  Like  lambs  they  fliall  ilill  in  my  bofom  be  borne. 

7  '  The  foul  that  on  Jcfus  h?.th  lean'd  for  repofe, 
'  I  will  not,  I  will  not  dciferi  to  his  foes  ; 

'  That  foul,  tho'  all  hell  faould  endeavor  to  fliake, 
'  I'll  never — no  nev^r — no  never  forfakc' 


IIVMN    CCVIII.      c.   M. 

T^he  reqtiejl. 
1  FATHER,  vv'hate'er  of  earthly  blifs, 

Thy  fov'relgn  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rife  : 

a  "  Give  me  a  culm,  a  thankful  heart, 

"  From  ev'ry  murmur  free  : 
"  The  blellings  of  thy  gr;ice  impart, 

"  And  make  me  live  to  thee. 
3  "  Let  the  fweet  hope  that  I  a!n  thliie, 

"  My  life  a-'id  death  attend  ; 
"  Thy  prefcacc  through  my  journry  [kii:e, 

"  And  crown  my  journey's  end." 


riYMX   ccix.      c.  M. 
IVatchf^l.i.^fs  a  id  prayer.     Matt.  XXvi.  4I. 
I  ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rif:  ! 

What  fnaros  bef:t  my  way  ! 

To  Hc?.v'n  O  L'  me  Wh  my  eyes. 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 


X7a— ]  HYMN     CCX= 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 
And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 

My  weak  refiilance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  flrong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 
My  feeble  ciTorts  aid, 

Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  flrive. 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increafe  my  faith,  increafe  my  hope, 
Vv^hen  foes  and  fears  prevail  ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  fpirit  up. 
Or  foon  my  itrength  will  fail. 

Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 
Or  lure  my  feet  af^'e, 
My  God,  thy  pow'rful  aid  in-ipart, 
Nor  ceafe  to  be  my  g-uide. 

6  O  keep  me  in  thy  heav'nly  way. 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
And  let  me  neverj  never  flray 

From  happinefs  and  thee. 

HYMN    CCX.       L.    M. 

Prayer  atipwered  by  crajfes, 
I  I  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
In  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace  ; 
Might  more  of  his  falvation  know. 
And  feek  mere  earnefily  his  face. 

?,  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 

And  he,  I  trufl,  has  anfwer'd  pray'r  ; 

But  it  has  been  in  fuch  a  way, 

As  almcll  drove  me  to  defpair. 

3  i  hop'd  that  In  feme  favor'd  hour. 

At  onc^  he'd  anfwer  my  rcqucft  ; 


HYMN     CCXI.  [—173 

And  by  Ms  love's  confliL;!.i;iMn-  pow'r, 
Subdue  my  fins,  and  give  m(=  reft. 

4  Inllead  of  this,  he  made  nr?  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 
And  let  the  angry  pow'rs  of  hell, 
Affault  my  foul  in  ev'ry  part. 

5  Yea  m(-re,  with  his  own  hand  he  feem'd 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 

Crofs'd  all  the  fair  defigns  T  fchem'd 
Blafted  my  grounds,  and  laid  me  low. 

6  *  Lord,  why  is  this,'  I  trembling  cry'd, 

*  Wilt  thou  purfue  thy  worm  to  death  ? 

*  'Tis  in  this  way,  the  Lord  reply'd» 

*  I  anfwcr  pray'r  for  grace  and  faith. 

7  '  Tkefe  inward  trials  I  employ, 

*  From  felf,  and  pride,  to  fct  thee  free  ; 

'  And  break  thy  fchcmes  of  earthly  joy, 

*  That  thou  may'ft  feek  thy  all  in  me.* 


HYMN   CCXI.       C.  M. 

Secret  prayer.     Matt.   vl.   6. 
I  FATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 

Sees  thro'  the  dTlxft  niglit ; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 

With  heart  difcerning  ^ight. 

a  There  may  thy  piercing  eye  furvey 

My  folemn  homage  paid. 
With  ev'ry  morning's  dawning  ray, 

And  ev'ry  evening's,  fhade. 

3  O  let  thy  own  celeftial  fire 

The  incenfe  ftiil  inflame ; 
While  my  warm  vows  to  thee  afpirc, 

Thi-o'  my  Redeemer's  name. 


i;/-  •]  HYMN     CCXII. 

4  F:o  Hiall  the  vifiLs  of  thy  love 

Mr  fbul  in  kctct  hhh  ; 
So  fiiait  thou  •Jfeigti  In  worlds  above 

Thy  fuppliant  to  confefs, 

HT'.TN   ccxn.     L.  M. 
Fav'-': :  ■travcr.  Gen.  xviii.  19, 
I   FATHEP  "•;  ali:chy  care  ve  >.lefs, 
Which  crowr.:  our  fc'miiies  ^vith  p.ace, 
Fron:  thee  tl:cy  fpring,  ard,  hy  tliy  hand 
They  were  and  fiiil  fhaii  be  fuilain'U 

1  To  God,  r.ioft  wortliy  to  be  prais'd. 
Be  our  don-^ttfUc  altar?,  rals'd  ; 
Who,  Lord  of  neav'n,  fccrns  not  to  dwell 
With  faints  in  their  obfcureft  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  hor. fc, 
Morning  and  nigltt,  prefcnt  its  vovrs ; 
Our  fervants  there,  and  rifxng  race, 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  inch  future  a<^e  proclaim 
The  honors  ol  thy  glorious  name  ; 
While  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 


HYMN    CCXlir.       L.  M. 

1'he  Chrif.tan^s  nobleji  refoluiion.  Jof.  xxiv.  1 5. 
I  O  wretched  fouls,  who  firive  in  vain, 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  Haves  to  fin  ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  fuflain, 
A  nobler  fatisfadlion  vi'in. 

1  May  I  refolve  with  all  my  heart. 
With  all  my  pow'rs  to  fcrve  the  Lord, 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whole  fervice  is  a  rich  reward, 


H  Y  M  N    CCXIV.  [—175 

3  O  be  his  fcrv'ce  all  my  joy. 
Around  let  my  example  Ihine, 
Till  others  love  the  blefs'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  fo  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpofe  of  my  foul, 
My  folemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  fupreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wand'ring  leave  his  facred  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  foul's  deure, 
And  give  me  ftrcngth  to  live  thy  praife. 

HYMN  ccxiv.     Eights. 

Prayer  fcr  ajfurance. 
1  COME,  Holy  Ghoft,  my  foul  infpire, 

Bear  witnefs  that  I'm  born  again  ; 
Come,  and  baptize  me,  Lord,  with  fire, 

Nor  let  a  doubt  or  cloud  remain  ; 
Give  me  the  fenfe  of  fin  forgiv'n, 
Sweet  forc-tafle  of  approaching  heav'n, 

7,  O  give  tW  indifputable  feal, 

That  afccrtains  the  kingdom  mine  '. 

True  holinefs  I  long  to  feel, 
The  fignaturc  of  love  divine  : 

O  flied  it  in  my  heart  abroad, 

Fulnefs  of  love,  of  heav'n,  of  God  \ 


HYMN    CCXV.       L.    M. 


SyJJiciciicy  of  di-jine  grace.   1  Cor.  xil.  9. 
I   OPPRESS'D  with  unbelief  and  fin, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within  ; 
"While  tai th  and  ])cll,  with  force  combin'd, 
DiUurb'dand  temfy'd  n;y  mind  : 


176—]  HYMN     CCXVI. 

a  Tlius  forely  prefl,  I  fought  the  liord, 
To  give  me  fone  fvveet  cheering  word  ; 
Again  I  fought,  and  yet  again, 
I  waited  long,  but  not  in  vain. 

3  Oh  !  'twas  a  cheering  Vv'^ord  indeed  ! 
Exadly  fuited  to  my  need ; 

*'  SufTicientfor  thee  is  my  grace, 

Thy  weakneis  my  great  pov/'r  difplays." 

4  Now  I  defpond  and  mourn  no  more, 
I  V\'^elcome  all  I  fear  d  before  ; 

Though  weak,  I'm  Urong ;  tho'  troubled,  bleft ; 
For  Chrifl's  own  pow'r  fhali  on  me  rcfl. 


HYMN    CCXVI.       C.    M. 
Contentment.     Philip,   iv.    II. 
I  FIERCE  paflions  difcompofe  the  mind, 

As  tempers  vex  the  fea  ; 
But  calm  content  and  peace  we  find, 
When,  Lord,  we  turn  to  thee, 

1  In  vain  by  reafon  and  by  rule, 

We  try  to  bt^nd  the  will ; 
For  none  but  in  tiie  Saviour's  fchooi, 

Can  learn  the  heavn'ly  fkill. 

3  Since  at  his  feet  my  foul  has  lat, 
His  gracions  v/ords  to  hear. 

Contented  v/ith  my  prcf.nt  Rate, 
I  caft  on  him  my  care. 

4  'Tis  he  appoirtsmy  daily  lot, 
And  will  do  ail  things  v/ell; 

Soon  Siall  I  leave  this  v. riitched  fpot. 
And  rife  with4iim  to  dwell. 

5  In  life  his  grace  fhall  ftrcnj^tu  fupplf , 
Proportio>Vd  to  my  day  ; 


HYMN     CCXVII.  [—177 

In  death  I  ftlll  fhall  find  him  nJgh, 

To  bear  my  foul  away. 
6  Thus  I,  who  once  my  wretched  days 

In  vain  repinings  fpcnt ; 
Taught  in  my  Saviour's  fchool  of  grace. 

Have  learn'd  to  be  content. 

HYMN    CCXVII.       L.    M. 
Cciitctifment  and  patience  from  the  example  of  Chrtfl, 

Hck  xii.  2. 
I  BY  various  maxims,  forms,  and  rules, 
That  pafs  for  wifdom  in  the  fchools, 
I  ftrove  my  pafllon  to  reilrain  ; 
But  all  my  efforts  prov'd  in  vain. 
1  But  fince  the  Saviour  I  have  known, 
ATy  rules  are  all  reduc'd  to  one  ; 
1  keep  my  Lord  by  faith  in  view. 
Which  ilrength  fupplies  and  motives  too. 

3  I  fee  him  lead  a  fuff'ring  life, 
Patient  amidfl  reproach  and  flrife  ; 
And  from  this  pattern  courage  take 
To  bear  andfuffer  for  his  fake. 

4  Upon  the  crof?  I  fee  him  bleed, 
And  by  the  fight  from  guilt  am  freed ; 
This  fight  deftroys  the  life  of  fin, 
And  quickens  heav'nly  life  within. 

5  To  look  to  Jcfus  as  ho  rofe, 
Confirms  my  faith,  difarms  my  foes; 
Satan  I  fliame  and  overcome, 

By  pointing  to  my  Saviour's  tomb. 

6  Exalted  on  bis  glorious  throne, 

I  fee  him  make  my  caufe  hiftown  ; 
;  hen  all  my  anxious  cares  fu^fij|[e, 
:  or  Jc-fuj  Iivc5,  and  will  provide.  11  ;, 


178—]  HYMN      CCXVIII. 

HYMN    CCXVIII.       C.    M. 

Bemjit  bj  aJjllSlions.   Heb.  xii.   5 — 11. 

1  BREAK  thro'  the  clouds,  dear  Lord,  and  lliine. 

Let  us  perceive  thee  nigh  ! 
And  to  each  mourning  child  of  thine, 

Thefe  gracious  words  Ripply, 
a  "  Let  not  my  children  fliglit  the  flroke, 

I  for  chaillfement  fer.d ; 
Nor  faint  beneath  my  kind  rebuke, 

For  1  am  ftill  their  friend. 

3  "  The  wicked  I  perhaps  may  leave 
Awhile  and  not  reprove  ; 

But  all  the  children  I  receive, 
I  fcourgc  becaufe  I  love. 

4  "  I  Le  your  hearts  at  prefent  fill'd 
With  grief  and  deep  diftrefs  ; 

Eur  foon  thefe  bitter  feeds  fhall  yield 
The  fiuits  of  righteoufnefs." 


HYMN    CCXIX.       L.    M. 

Fcrfcverance  reivarded.  Rev.  lii.  7 — 13. 
1  THUS  faith  the  holy  One,  and  true, 
To  his  beloved  faithful  few ; 
"  Of  heav'n  and  hell  1  hold  the  keys, 
To  fliut,  or  open,  as  I  pleafe. 

a  "  1  know  thy  works,  and  I  approve, 
Though  fraall  thy  fcrength,  fincere  thy  love 
Co  on,  my  word  and  name  to  own, 
For  none  fl'.all  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

3  "  Before  thee  fee  my  mercy's  door 
Stands  open  wide^tp  Ihut  no  more  ; 
Fear  not  teraptaSpl(^  fiery  day, 
For  I  V.  ill  be  t^llrength  and  ilay. 


HYMN     CCXX.  [—179 

4  "  Thou  haft  my  promifc,  hold  it  faft, 
The  trying  hour  will  focn  be  paft; 
Rejoice,  for  lo  !   I  quickly  come, 

To  take  tjhee  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

5  "  A  pillar  there  no  more  to  move, 
Ir.rcrib'd  with  all  my  nanv^s  of  love  ; 
A  monument  of  mighty  grace, 
Thou  fhalt  forever  have  a  place." 

6  Such  is  the  conqueror's  rev/ard, 
Prcpar'd  and  promis'd  by  the  Lord  ! 
Let  him  that  hath  the  car  of  faith, 
Attend  to  %vhat  the  Spirit  faith- 


HVMN    CCXX.       s.    M. 

Perffuerhig  gruce.      Jude,  vcr.  24,  2J. 

I  TO  God  the  only  wife, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Let  all  the  faints  below  the  Ikies 

Their  humble  praifcs  bring. 

a  'Tis  his  almiglity  love, 
His  counfcl  and  his  care, 
Prefcrve  us  fafe  from  fin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  fnare. 

3  He  will  prcftrnt  our  fouls 
Unblemifh'd  and  complete. 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face. 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  cliofen  feed 
£hall  meetraround  the  throne; 

Shall  blcfs  the  condu^5l  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  l^o  our  Redeemer  God- 4. . 
Wifdom  and  povv'r  belo<yj(>tl'»' 

Immc-tal  crowns  of  majefly, 
^nd  evcrlading  fongs. 


x8o— 1  HYMN    CCXXI. 

UYMN    CCXXI.       L.    M. 

The  ddand  vetv  Creation. 
I  THAT  was  a  wonder-v/orkino;  word, 
Which  could  the  v?fl  creation  raife  ! 
Angels  attendant  on  their  Lord  ; 
Admir'd  the  plan,  and  fung  his  praife. 

1  From  what  a  dark  and  Ihapelefs  naafs, 
All  nature  fprang  at  his  command  ! 
"  Let  there  be  light,  and  light  there  was," 
And  fun,  and  ftars,  and  fea,  and  land. 

3  Thus  the  new  forming  of  the  foul, 
Does  all  the  pow'r  of  God  difplay, 

As  when  he  form'd  the  mighty  whole. 
And  kindled  darknefs  into  day. 

4  Though  felf-deflroy'd,  O  Lord,  we  are, 
Yet  let  us  feel  what  thou  canft  do ; 

Thy  word  the  ruin  can  repair, 
And  all  our  hearts  create  anew. 


HYMN    CCXXII.       L.    M. 

The  happy  change. 
I   IN  fm  by  blinded  paffions  led. 
In  fearch  of  fancy's  good  we  range  ; 
The  paths  of  difappointment  tread. 
To  nothing  fix'd,  but  love  of  change. 

%  But  when  the  Holy  Ghoft  imparts 
A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love  ; 
Our  wand'ring,  weary,  reftlefs  hearts. 
Are  then  renew'd  no  more  to  rove. 
3  Now  a  new  principle  takes  place, 
Which  guides  and  animates  the  will. 
This  love,  anothername  for  grace, 
Conftrains  to  good,  and  bars  from  ill. 


HYMN     CCXXLII.  [  — iSi 

4  By  love's  pure  light  we  foon  perceive 
Our  noblcll  blifs  and  proper  end  ; 
And  gladly  tv'ry  idol  leave, 
To  love  and  Icrvc  our  Lord  and  friend. 


HYMN    CCXXni.      C.    M. 

The  Lord's  call  to  bis  t'c6i.    2  Cor.  vi.  ly,  l8. 

I   liET  us  adore  the  grace  that  fceks 

To  draw  our  hearts  above  ! 
Attend,  'tis  God  the  Saviour  fpeaks. 

And  every  word  is  love. 

s  So  holy,  juH  and  pure  his  throne, 

Each  angel  veils  his  face, 
A  people  flill  he  calls  his  own, 

Ainong_il  our  finful  race. 

3  Carelefs,  awhile,  they  live  in  fin, 
Enflav'd  to  Satan's  pow'r  ; 

Eiit  they  obey  the  call  divine. 
In  his  appointed  hour. 

4  "  Come  forth,  he  fuys,  .10  more  purfue, 
The  path  that  leads  to  death  ; 

Look  up,  a  bleeding  Saviour  view. 
Look,  and  be  fav'd  by  faith. 

5  "  My  fons  and  daughters  you  fhall  be. 
Through  the  atoning  blcod  ; 

And  you  Ihall  claim,  and  find  in  me, 
A  Father  and  a  God." 

6  Lord,  fpeak  thcfo  words  to  ev'ry  heart, 
By  thine  all-pow'rful  voice  ; 

Tliat  we  may  now  from  fin  depart. 
And  make  thy  love  cur  choice. 


i82— ]  HYMN     CCXXiV. 

7  If  now  v/e  learn  to  feek  thy  face, 

By  Chrill  the  living  way  ; 
We'll  praife  thee  for  this  hour  of  grace, 

Through  an  eternal  day. 

HYMN    CCXXIV.       C.    M. 

Waiting  at  iv'ijdoms  gats.    Prov.  viii.  34,  3 J, 

1  MY  heart  has  been  too  long  enfnar'd, 
In  folly's  hurtful  ways  ; 

Oh>  may  I  be  at  length  prepar'd, 
To  hear  what  wifdom  fays  ! 

2  'Tis  Jefus  from  the  mercy-feat, 
Invites  me  to  his  reft  ; 

He  calls  poor  finners  to  his  feet. 
To  make  them  truly  bleft. 

3  Approach,  my  foul,  to  wifdom's  gates, 
Approach  without  delay  : 

Mo  one  who  watches  there  and  waits. 
Shall  e'er  be  turn'd  away. 

4  He  will  not  let  me  feek  in  vain, 
For  all  who  truft  his  word 

Shall  everlafling  life  obtain. 
And  favor  from  the  Lord. 

5  Now  I  would  break  my  league  with  death, 
And  live  to  thee  alone ; 

Oh  let  thy  Spirit's  feal  of  faith, 
Secure  nie  for  thine  own. 


HYMN    ccxxv. 


The  majefiy  and  perfections  of  GOD. 
I  JeHO  VAH  reigns,  his  throne  is  high, 
His  robes  are  light  and  majefty  ; 
His  glory  fliines  with  beams  fo  bright, 
No  norta?  can  fuftain  the  fight, 


HYMN     CCXXVl.  [— i8j 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  hi  awe, 
His  jufticc  guards  his  lioly  law, 

His  love  reveals  a  fmiling  face, 

His  truth  ajid  promife  feal  the  grace. 

3  Thro'  all  his  works  his  wifdom  fhines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  deCgns ; 

His  pow'r  is  fov'rcign  to  fulfil 
The  noblell  counfeis  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  defcend 
To  he  my  Fa:her  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  fongs  with  angels  join  ; 
Hcav'n  is  fecur'd  if  God  be  mine. 


HYMN    CCXXVl.       C.  M. 

I>a'ith  in  Chy'fjl  for  pardon  and fati6iiJicat'ion, 
I   HOW  fad  our  flate  by  nature  is  ! 

Our  fm  how  deep  it  ftains! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 

Fafl  in  his  Havilh  chains. 

1  But  there'^jjvqice  of  fov'reijp;n  grace 
Sounds  fr8Jp^rfi!e  ftcrod  word, 

Ho,  ye  dcfpairing  fmners,  come, 
And  trujfl  upon  the  Lord. 

3  My  foul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 
And  runs  to  this  rcUef : 

I  would  believe  thy  promife.  Lord, 
Oh,  help  my  unbehef. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Incarnate  God,  I  fly  : 

Here  let  me  wafh  my  fpotted  foul 
From  crimes  of  deepcft  dye. 

5  Stretch  cut  thine  arm,  vidoriou:  K!i;j;- 
My  reigning  Cng  fubdue  : 


-^-]  H  y  M  N     CCXXVII. 

^    .  ■ :  x\it  old  dragon  from  his  feat, 
With  all  his  helliih  crew. 

6  A  guilty,  weak  and  helplefs  ^vorm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall  ; 
Be  thou  my  ftrcngth  and  riglitcoufnefs, 

My  Jcfub  and  my  all 

HYMN    CCXXVIt.       C.    M. 

Pra'ife  io  the  Redeemer. 
J   PLUNG'D  in  a  gulph  of  dark  defpair, 

We  wretched  finners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 

Or  fpark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 
Beb.eld  our  helplefs  grief  ; 

He  fav/j  and  (O  amazmg  love  !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Dov/n  from  the  fhining  feats  above 
Wiih  joyful  haile  he  fled, 

r.iiter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  ficfn. 
And  dwelt  among  the  <Sits.d. 

4  FIc  fpoil'd  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  tau? , 
And  broke  our  iron  chains  ; 

jefus  has  freed  our  captive  fouls 

From  everlafting  pains. 
[5  In  vain  the  bafHed  prince  of  hell 

His  curfed  projc6>s  tries  ; 
We,  that  were  doom'd  his  endlefs  flaves, 

Are  rais'd  abcvc  the  ikies.] 
['  Oh  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

'f  }-eir  iafting  fdsnce  break, 
■\nd  all  harmonious  human  tongues 

Their  Saviour's  praifes  fpea];;.] 


HYMN     CCXXVii!.  [—185 

7  Yes,  we  will  praife  thee,  dcarcll;  Loid, 
Our  fouls  are  all  on  flame  ; 

Hol'iiiiiia  round  the  fpacious  eanh, 
To  thmc  adored  name  ! 

8  Angels  aflifl;  our  mighty  joys. 
Strike  all  our  harps  of  gold  ; 

But  when  you  raifc  your  highell  notc^, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 


HYMN    CCXXVHI.       C.    M. 
The  refurrcSiicn  and  afce/iftai  of  Chrrjl, 

1  HOSANNAS  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
That  cloth'd  himf^If  in  cl^.y  ; 

Enter 'd  the  iroa  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away  ! 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  cf  drear... 
Since  cur  Emmanuel  rofe  ; 

He  took  the  tyrant's  (ling  away, 
And  fpoil'd  our  hellifh  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqu'ror  mounts  alcfr. 
And  to  his  Father  files, 

With  fears  of  honor  in  Iiis  flclli, 
And  triumph  iii  his  eyes. 

4  Tliere  our  exalfed  Saviour  reigns, 
And  feathers  bleflmg^  do\vn  ; 

Our  Jefus  fills  the  middle  feat 
Of  the  celeftial  throne. 

[5  Raifc  your  devotion,  mortal  tonguo.-j 

'I'o  reach  his  blefs'd  abode, 
Swvct  be  the  accents  of  your  frngj 

To  oiu-  incarnate  God, 


i86— ]        H  y  M  2s     CCXXIX. 

6  Bright  angels  llrike  your  loudeft  firings, 

Your  fweeteft  voices  raife  ; 
Let  hcav'n  and  all  created  things 

Sound  our  Emraarmers  praife.] 


KTMN    CCXXIX.       L.    M. 
Jx:;.vemh£ri/ig  all  ike  ivay  the  Lord  has  led  him, 
Deut.  viii.   2- 
I  THUS  far  my  God  has  led  me  on, 
And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known, 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rife, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  fighs. 

a  Thro'  this  wide  wiidernefs  I  roam. 
Far  diflant  from  my  biifsful  home  ; 
I>ord,  let  thy  prefence  be  my  ftay, 
And  guard  me  in  this  dangerous  war. 
5  Temptations  ev'ry  where  annoy, 
And  iins  and  fnares  my  peace  deilroy  ; 
My  earthly  jo^-s  are  from  me  torn,^ 
And  oft  an  abfent  God  I  nx)um. 

4  My  foul  with  various  tempcfcs  tofs'd, 
Her  hopes  o'erturnM,  her  projects  crofs'd, 
Sees  ev'ry  day  new  flraits  attend, 

And  wonders  where  the  fcene  will  end. 

5  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road. 
Which  leads  us  to  the  moiiiit  of  God  ? 
Arc  thefe  the  tcils  thy  ps^jple  know, 
While  in  the  wildernc^  below  ? 

6  'Tis  even  fo,  thy  fa\thful  love 
Doth  all  thy  children,'?  graces  prove : 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  felf  muft  fall,' 
That  Jefus  may  be  all  in  all. 


HYMN     CCXXX.  [~i87 

HYMN    CCXXX.       L.    M. 
The  jitjlice  and goodncfs  of  God. 
I  GREAT  God,  my  maker,  and  my  King, 
Of  thee  I'll  fpeak,  of  thee  I'll  fmg ; 
All  thou  hnft  done,  and  all  thou  doft, 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  jull : 

a  Thy  ancient  thoughts  and  firm  decrees, 
Thy  threat 'nings  and  thy  promifes, 
The  joys  of  Heav'n,  the  pains  of  hell, 
What  angels  tafle,  what  devils  feel. 

3  Thy  terrors  and  thine  adls  of  grace, 
Thy  threafning  rod  and  fmiling  Hice, 
Thy  wouliding  and  thy  healing  word, 
A  world  undone,  a  world  reflor'd  : 

4  While  thcfe  excite  my  fear  and  joy  ; 
While  thcfe  my  tuneful  iips  employ  ; 
Accept,  O  Lord,  the  humble  fong, 
The  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue. 


HY.MN  ccxxxi.     Eights  and  Sevens. 

Cbr'iji  the  b^-Ji  of  Friends. 

1  ONE  there  is,  above  all  others, 
Well  deferves  the  name  of  friend  ; 

His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Coflly,  free,  and  knows  no  end  : 
They  who  once  his  kindnefs  prove, 
Find  it  everlafling  love  ! 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  favc  us, 
Could  or  would  have  flied  his  blood  ? 

3ut  this  Saviour  dy'd  to  have  us 
Rcconcil'd  in  him  to  God: 

It  was  boundlefs  love  to  bleedL 
Jefus  is  a  friend  indeed. 


i8S— ]  HYMN     CCXXXII. 

3  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abafed. 
Friend  of  finnsrs  v/as  his  name  ; 

Now,  above  all  glory  raued, 
He  rejoltcs  in  the  fame  : 

Stiil  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

4  Oh !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  foften  ! 
'I'each  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love  ; 

V/e,  aliis!  f(  rget  too  often, 

What  a  friend  we  have  above  : 

When  to  heav'n  our  fouls  are  brought, 
V/e  wii!  love  thee  as  we  ought. 

HYMN    CCXXXII.       L.    M. 

Ltiiltaiion  tofreefalvatinn.  Ifaiah  Iv.  i. 
1  HO !  ev'ry  one  that  thirfl:s,  draw  nigh, 
(Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race) 
R-Iercy  and  free  falvation  buy  ; 
Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  golpel  grace. 

■2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come, 
Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  voice  ; 
Return,  yc  weary  vrandcrers,  home, 
And  in  redeeming  love  rejoice. 

3  See, from  the  rock,  a  fountain  rife! 
For  you  in  healing  ftreams  it  rolls  : 
Money  ye  r;eed  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  laboring,  burthen'd,  tliirHing  fouls. 

4  Ye  nothing  In  exchange  can  give  ; 
JLeave  all  you  have,  and  are  behind  : 
Frankiy  the  gift  of  God  receive  \ 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jefus  find. 


HYMN     CCXXXni.  [—189 

UYMN    CCXXtni.       L.    M. 
JWi/fi  by  nature  Grace  and  Glory. 

1  LORD,  what  is  man  ?  Extremes  how  wide 
In  his  myflcrious  nature  join  ! 
Thcflefh,to  worms  and  duft  ally'd, 

The  foul  immortal  and  divine ! 

2  Divine  at  firft,  a  holy  flame 
Kindled  by  the  Almighty's  breath; 
Till  ftuin'd  by  fm,it  foon  became 
The  feat  of  darkcnfs,  ftrife,  and  death. 

3  But  Jefus,  Oh  !  amazing  grace ! 
AfTum'd  our  nature  as  his  own, 
Obey'd  and  fuffcr'd  in  our  place, 
Then  took  it  with  him  to  his  throne. 

4  Near  to  which  throne,  and  high  in  fong', 
Men  fliall  their  hallelujahs  raife  ; 
While  wond'ring  angels  join  the  throng, 
And  fwell  the  chorus  of  his  praife. 


HYMN    CCXXXIV.       S.    M. 

Praife  to  the  Ri'deeffier, 
1   PREPARE   a  thankful  fong 

To  the  Redeemer's  name  ! 
Let  his  high  praife  employ  ^'ach  tongue, 

And  ev'ry  heart  cnflame  ! 

a  He  laid  his  glor}'  by, 

And  bitter  pains  endur'd  : 
That  finncrs  of  the  blackefl  die 

From  wrath  might  be  fecur'd. 

3  Strctch'd  on  the  crofs  he  dy'd, 

Our  debt  of  fin  to  pay. 
The  blood  and  water  from  hh  fide 

Walh  guilt  and  filth  away. 


001—]  H  y  M  N    CCXXXV. 

4  Pleading  for  us  he  ftands 
Before  the  father's  throne  ; 

And  anfw  crs  all  the  -Law's  demands. 
With  what  hunfelf  hath  done. 

5  The  Holy  Ghofl  he  fends, 
Our  flubboi-n  fouls  to  move ; 

To  make  his  enemies  his  friends. 
And  conquer  them  by  love. 

6  ^\ffur'd  that  Chrift  our  Klng» 
Will  put  our  foes  to  flight ; 

We,  on  the  field  of  battle,  fmg, 
And  triumph,  while  we  fight. 

HYMN    CCXXXV.       L.    M. 

— -  The  Kcw  Ccnvcrt  hzimllcd.  •""^ 
I  THE  new-born  child  of  gofpel-grace, 
Lil^e  fonie  fair  tree  when  fuiTimer's  nigh» 
Beneath  Emmanuel's  fhining  face, 
Lifti  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high. 

a,  No  fear  he  feels,  he  fees  no  foes, 
No  confiidt  yet  his  faith  employs. 
Nor  has  he  harnt  to  whom  he  owes, 
The  ftr^Dgta  and  peace  his  foul  enjoys. 

-;;   Eut  fin  foon  darts  its  cruel  fling, 
And  comforts  fmk  from  day  to  day : 
What  feem'd  bJs  ov/n,  a  felf-L  J  fpring. 
Proves  but  a  brook  that  glides  away. 

A  When  Gideon  arm'd  his  numerous  hoA, 
The  Lord  fcon  made  liis  num.bers  lefs ; 
And  faid,  left  Ifrael  vainly  boaft, 
^'  My  arm  procur'd  me  this  fuccefs." 


HYMN     CCXXXVI.         [—191 

5  Thus  will  he  bring  our  fplrits  down, 
And  draw  our  ebbing  comforts  low, 
That  fav'd  by  grace,  but  not  our  ov/n, 
Wc  may  not  claim  the  pi-aifo  wc  owe. 

HYMN    CCXXXVI.       C.    M. 

""•^rue  andfalfe  comforts.' 

I   O  GOD,  vhofc  fuvorable  eye 

The  fir.-fick  foul  revives  ; 
Koly  aiul  heav'nly  is  the  joy, 
Thy  fliining  prefence  gives. 

a  This  hypocrites  have  ne'er  bclicvM, 
They  judge  with  gracelefs  hearts  ; 

Sweird  Aiitli  their  pride,  they  are  deceiv'd. 
By  Satan's  wily  arts. 

3  Unholy, •  ft liifn  joys  are  theirs. 
And  while  they  boaft;  their  light,. 

And  feem  to  foar  above  the  ftars, 
They're  plunging  into  night. 

4  Lull'd  in  a  foft  and  formal  fleep, 
They  fin  and  yet  rejoice. 

Were  they  indeed  the  Saviour's  fheep. 
They  fare  would  hear  his  voice  ? 

5  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  rechun 
The  foul  from  Satan's  pow'r  ; 

That  make  me  bluili  for  what  I  am. 
And  hate  my  fin  the  more. 

6  'Tls  joy  enough,  my  All  in  All, 

At  tiiy  dear  feet  to  lie  ;  , 

Thou  wilt  not  J.t  me  lower  fall, 
Arid  no.ic  c-y^  higher  fly. 


192—]      H  y  M  N   ccxxxvn. 

HYMN    ccxxxvn.       C.    M. 
7V//J?  aiidfalfs  zeal. 
1  ZEAL  is  that  pure  andheav'nly  flamej 

The  fire  of  love  i'uppHes; 
While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 
Is  felf  in  a  difguife. 

3  True  seal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear ; 
The  falfe  is  headflrong,  fierce  and  wild. 

And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Chriftian  warms, 
Ke  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 

But  felf  contends  for  names  and  fonns, 
Its  party  to  increafe. 

4  Zeal  has  attain'd  its  highefl  aim, 
Its  end  is  fatisfy'd; 

Tf  fmners  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Nor  feeks  it  ought  befide. 

5  But  felf  however  well  employ'd. 
Has  its  ov/n  ends  in  view  ; 

And  fays,  as  boafting  Jehu  cry'd, 
"  Come  fee  what  1  can  do." 

6  S:;lf  may  its  poor  reward  obtain. 
And  be  applauded  here  ; 

But  zeal  the  beft  applaufe  v/iil  gain, 
When  Jefui  Ihall  appear. 

7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  felf  dethrone. 
And  froni  our  hearts  remove  ; 

And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  fliowu, 
F-ut  that  which  fprings  from  love. 


H  Y  M  N     CCXXXVIII.  [—19  ; 

HTMN    CCXXXVIII.       L.    M. 

A  living  and  a  dead  faith. 
I  THE  Lord  rec.'ivtrs  his  higheft  praifc, 
From  1  umble  minds  and  hearts  fincere; 
While  all  the  loud  profclfor  fays, 
Olfends  the  lighteous  J  ledge's  ear. 

a  To  walk  as  children  of  the  day. 
To  mark  his  precepts  hoiy  light, 
To  wage  the  warfare  watch  and  pray. 
Shew  who  are  pleafirg  in  his  light. 

3  Not  words  ?lone  it  coft  the  Lord, 
To  purchafe  pardon  for  his  own  : 
Nor  will  a  ibul,  by  grace  rcilor'd, 
Reft  in  his  forms  and  words  alone. 

4  Eafy  indeed  it  were  to  reach 
A  mauilon  in  fhc  courts  above, 

If  watry  floods  and  fluent  fpeech 
Might  ferve,  injlt^ad  of  f^ith  and  love. 

5  But  none  fhall  gain  the  blifbful  place, 
Or  God's  unclouded  glory  Ice  ; 

Who  talks  of  rich  and  fov'rcign  grace. 
Unit  fa  from  fia  iie  is  made  free. 

HYMN    CCXXXIX.       S.     M. 

An-  there  feiv  thai  fa. dl  be  filled?  Luke  xlii.  23. 
I  DE6  TP-UC  nON's  dangerous  road 
Whu!:  multitudia  purlue  ! 
Wlule  that  which  iciicls  the  ioul  to  God, 
Is  knoNvTi  o:  fought  by  few. 

1,  Behcvcrs  find  the  way 
'I  hro'  Chr.ft  the  living  gate  ; 
IJut  thofe  who  hate  this  hoiy  way 
Complain  it  is  too  ftralt. 

I 


i?4H  HYMN     CCX.. 

3  If  feif  muft  be  deny  (!, 
And  fin  no  more  carefs'd, 

'They  rather  chocfe  the  way  that's  wide.. 
And  ftrive  to  think  it  bell. 

4  Encompafs'd  by  a  throng. 
On  numbers  they  depend  ; 

They  fay  fo  many  can't  be  wror.g. 
And  mifs  a  happy  end. 

5  But  hear  the  Saviour's  word, 
'*'  Strive  for  the  heavn'ly  gate, 

*.fany  will  call  upon  the  Lord, 
And  find  their  crys  too  late." 

6  Obey  the  gofpe!  call, 
And  enter  while  you  may  ; 

'i  he  flock  of  Chrift  is  always  fmall. 
And  none  are  f?i'e  but  they. 

7  Lord,  open  finners'  eyes, 
Their  awful  ftate  to  fee ; 

And  make  them,  ere  the  Ilorm  arife, 
Ta  thee  for  fafety  flee. 


HYMN    CCXL.       L.    M. 

Toe  paver  of  fhe  Gojpel  proves  its  dlwii'ity^ 
1   LET  anxious  doubts  be  hear'd  no  more. 
Rut  Chriil  and  joy  be  alf  our  theme, 
ihe  Spirit  feals  hisgofpcl  fure 
To  e'/'ry  foul  that  trufts  his  name. 
X  Jefus,  thy  witnefs  fpeaks  within, 
The  mercy,  which  ?hy  words  reveal, 
Refines  the  heart  from  fenfe  and  un. 
And  {lamps  its  own  celeftial  feal. 
3  'Tis  God's  renewing-,  gracious  hand 
i  hj.t  rr>cul-..js  ar-d  fwuiosthe  heart  anew  v 


HYMN  CCXLl.  [— i?j? 

Tranfgrcflbrscan  no  more  vvlthfland, 
But  bow  and  ovni  liis  doitriiie  true. 

4  Tho  guilty  wretch,  that  trufts  thy  blood, 
FiritlsjK-acc^  and  pardon  :\t  the  crofs  ; 

The  foul^that  was  avcrfe  to  God, 
Uclicvvis  and  loves  his  maker's  laws. 

5  Let  proud  oppof.r?  ceafe  their  f>r:f';, 
And  own,  O  Lord,  the  work  is  thins  ', 
The  voice  that  calls  the  dead  to  life 

.  Mull  be  alinlghly  and  divine. 

HYMN    CCXLI.       C.    M, 
rChc  hidden  lif:  of  a  Chrifian 
I  O  H.'-ppy  foul  th:it  lives  on  hi;Th, 

\\''lule'  men  lie  grovling  here ! 
iHis  hopes  arc  fix'd  above  the  iky, 

And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 
.a  His  confcience  knows  no  fecret  (lings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine, 
■  To  form  a  life  wh.ofe  holy  fpri'.iijs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 
I  He  waits  in  fecret  on  liic  Godj 

His  God  in  fecret  fees : 
Lee  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  d-.vells  in  heav'nly  peace. 

4  His  pleafures  rife  from  things  unfccn, 
Be^-ond  this  world  of  time, 

"Where  neither  e^e3  nor  ears  have  been. 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  cl'rab 

5  He  v.'antsno  pomp  nor  royal  throne 
To  r- ife  hip  fijrnrc  here, 

^Content  and  pleaVd  to  live  alons 
Till  Chrift  his  life  appear. 


156—-]  H  Y  M  N     CCXLIi 

6  He  looks  to  heav'n'«!  eternal  hilJs, 

To  meet  that  glorious  ^ay : 
Dear  Lord,  how  flow  tiiy  chariot-wheelsj 

How  long  is  thy  delay  ! 


HYMN    CC2LIJ.       S.  M. 

Forms  vain  'without  religion^    ' 
I  ALMIGHTY  maker  God! 

How  wond'rous  is  thy  nam.^  ! 
Thy  glories  how  diiTus'd  al>r(.ad 

Thro'  the  creation's  frame. 

?»  Nature  in  every  drefs 

Her  iiunib'.e  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  tliouiUnd  ways  t'  exprefs 

Thine  undiiTembled  praile. 

3  My  foul  would  rife  and  fing 
To  her  Creator  too, 

Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  king. 
And  pay  the  v^orihip  due. 

4  Create  my  foul  anew, 
Elfe  all  my  v,  orfnap's  vain  ; 

This  wretched  heart  will  ne  er  be  true. 
Until  tis  form  d  again. 

5  Let  joy  and  worlhip  fpend 
The  remnant  cf  my  days^ 

And  to  my  God,  my  foul,  afcend 
In  fvveet  perfumes  of  praife. 


HYMN    CCXLIIl.       3.  M. 


He  beheld  the  city  and  ivept  over  it.  Luke  xix.  4X 
I  DID  Chrift  o'er  fmners  weep  i 

And  fhall  our  cheeks  be  di7  \ 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 

.?v.rfl  forth  from  every  eye. 


HYMN    CCXLIV.  [— igy 

%  The  fon  of  God  in  tears, 

Anjrcls  wiih  wonder  fee  ? 
Be  thou  aftnnifli'd,  O  my  foul. 

He  Ihcd  thofc  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep, 
Eich  fni  demands  a  tear ; 

III  heav'n  alone  no  fin  is  found. 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

4  Joy  beams  in  ev'ry  eye, 
Aifld  fills  each  holy  heart; 

AH  join  to  found  the  triumph  high 
In  praife  to  bear  their  part. 

HYMN    CCXLIV.       t.  M. 

Ezekiel's  Fifion  of  the  dry  bones.  Ezek.  XXXvIx.  3. 

1   LOOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye ; 
See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 
Sin  fprtrads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground. 
And  fcattcrs  llaughter'd  heaps  around. 

a  And  can  thcfe  mould'ring  corpfcs  live  ? 
And  can  thefc  prrilh'J  hoiiv^s  revive  ? 
That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known  ; 
That  wond'rous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  minifters  are  fent  in  vain 
To  nrophefy  upon  the  flain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry> 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  fpirit  deign  to  breath, 

Life  fpreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powVful  voice  ; 
Thef  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice 


ijS--]  H  V  U  N     CCXLV. 

5  So  when  thy  trnmpet's  awfvJ  found 
hhd'l  iliake  tl.e  HeavVis;  and  rend  tlie  ground. 
Dead  faints  fhaD  from  their  tombs  arife, 
And  fpring  to  life  beyond  the  ikies 

HYMN    CCMLV.       L.   M. 
7by  ihrgd'rm  ams.   Math.  xi.  lO. 

I   ASCEND  thy  throne,  ahiiighty  king, 
And  fpread  thy  glories  a!i  sbroad  ; 
"'^  .e:  thine  oAvn  arm  falvation  bring, 
-*nd  hethou  known  the  gracious  God. 

<i  Let  miU'ons  bow  before  thy  feat, 
JLft  humble  mourners  feek  thy  face, 
Faring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdudby  thy  vidlorious  grace. 

3  O  let  the  kirgdom-s  of  the  world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  1  ord  ; 
Let  faints  and  argels  praife  rh}  name, 
l?e  thou  thro  heav'n  and  eartlt  ador'd. 


Kl'MN    CCXIVI.       L.  M. 
A ccc fiance  through  Clrifi  al.ne.   Johnxiv.  6, 

1  HOW  fliall  the  fons  of  men  appear. 
Great  God,  before  thine  awful  bar  ? 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  with  th  eternal  mind  ? 

2  Not  vows,  ncr  grears,  ror  broken  cries, 
Kct  the  moft  ccfily  f:icrifice, 

l^ct  n^Taiit  blood  profufely  f}  lit, 
Wni  expi?.te  a  f  nntr  s  guilt. 

3  The  blood  of  Jefus  Chrift  slone^ 
'Hath  ibv'r cign  virtue  to  atene-. 


n  Y  M  N    CCXLVn.  [—199 

Here  we  will  reft  our  only  plea, 
When  we  approach,  great  God,  to  thcc. 

4  'TIs  through  his  merit  we'll  arife. 
And  learn  to  fing  above  the  fkies  ; 
We  II  join  the  triumph  round  the  throne, 
And  praife  th'  eternal  Three  in  One. 

Htmh  ccxlvii.     l.   m.     In  three  parts. 
The  Prodigal  Son. 
PAPvT  I. 
7'b;  fJ.'t/ier  departing  from  God. 
I  SEE  the  rafh  youth,  defil'd  with  fin. 
Hear  how  he  claims  with  haughty  voice. 
To  have  his  portion,  and  begin 
la  vice  and  madnefs  to  rejoice. 

%  His  ifather  gave  with  bounteous  hands. 
Richly  were  all  his  wants  fupply'd  ; 
Thanklefs  he  took  ;  in  foreign  lands 
Wafled  in  pleafure,  pomp  and  pride. 

3  In  luft  and  wine  he  fpent  the  whole. 
Forgot  his  Father  and  his  home  ;  , 
Nor  thought  nor  felt  he  had  a  foul 
Expos'd  to  meet  the  wrath  to  come. 

4  The  giddy  crowd  that  round  Iiim  throng, 
In  every  fmful  i'olly  join  ; 

Approve  the  mirth  and  chant  the  fong 
That  cafts  contempt  on  things  divin?. 

5;  Thus  lur'd  by  charms  of  flattering  vice. 
The  rebel  fees  his  fubrtance  fled ; 
His  friends  forfake,  his  want.5  arife, 
Fur  fin.  has  ftruck  his  c.v:utcrts  dead.- 


aoo— ]         HYMN     CCXLVIL 

PART   I!. 

The  Jtnner  under  convi^ion, 

6  With  dying  want  the  iinner  cries, 
Nor  thinks  rebellion  makes  his  pain; 
To  ftrangers,  far  from  home,  a{.plies, 
Nor  feeks  his  Father's  grace  to  gain. 

7  See  the  poor  wretch  with  hunger  preft. 
Sunk  low  with  fwine  to  have  a  fhare  ; 
Alas  !  how  far  from  pt-accfulreft, 
Tortur'd  by  confcience,  guilt  and  fear. 

3  'Tis  thus  the  God  of  in  v'reign  grace 
B.  gins  to  bring  a  rebel  home  : 
The  fpint  fhews  his  wretched  cafe. 
And  points  a  judgment  ftill  to  come. 

9  Now  felf-condemn'd  to  woiks  he  flics 
And  thinks  to  cleanfe  a  ^  uilty  mind, 
Still  far  frcrrt  penitence,  which  cries 
To  God  for  help,  and  feels  religa'd. 

10  Blinded  by  fm,  to  duty  loft, 

He  «;rafps  the  luifks  and  hat.;s  the  bread ; 

Tiii'ai]  hjs  exptdEticrr;  croft, 

His  hopes  frcm  Lli  a     m:  ans  i^rc  iled.  , 

BART  in. 

The  S'vner bt'ught  to   rite  repentanft, 
21  Now  fee  the  R-bf  1  r^iiie  his  eyes, 
Fron*  dr  uniing  foj—  'y\^  aw:^ke  ; 
His  foul  relents  WMtii  ftran,    furprife, 
And  uUliis  heart  b  :gin3  to  bicak. 

15,  I  i}arve,hecri;-?   tor  can4  bear 
This  d  -eth  I  fed  ir  finful  lands, 

Wh-'e  f  ■ty-'-  tr  rfmy  %ther  fhare 
The  libevr.l  bcuaty  of  his  hands. 


HYMN     OCXLVTIT.  [— 20J 

13  With  deep  repentance  en  my  tongue, 
I'll  go  and  feck  my  Father's  face, 
Uj. worthy  to  be  call'd  a  Ion, 
I'll  only  afk  a  fervant's  place. 

^4  ril  tell  him  how  I've  griev'd  his  lovcj 
And  bafcly  fled  his  holy  iight, 
Ho-w  I've  provok'd  all  heav'n  above, 
Nor\iought  or  done  a  thing  that's  right. 

15  Far  >^ his  Father  faw  him  come, 
And  o"','!  \im  all  his  bowels  y;arn'd  ; 
He  rofe  to  Mtfs  and  greet  his  fon, 
And  crown  with^grace  his  fafo  return. 

16  The  Rebel's  hekrt  with  forrow  fiU'd, 
Bled  for  the  crimes,  yhich  he  had  done  : 
Through  all  the  Coiixts  the  triumph  fmil'd, 
And  fang  the  Father's  grace  alone. 


HYMN    ^CXIVIU.       C.    M. 

^  Funity  of  t/A  "U'orU.  Pfalm  iv.  6. 

I   IN  vain  the  giddy  world  inquires. 

Forgetful  of  their  God, 
"  Who  will  fupply  oun  vaft  defircs, 

"  Or  (hew  us  any  g4od  ?" 

i,  Thro'  thewi.Ie  circuit  of  the  earth 

Their  eager  w  iflies  iJove, 
In  chace  of  honor,  w^eaflth,  and  mirth, 

The  phantoms  of  the'u-  love. 

3  But  oft  thcfe  fliadowy  joys  elude 
Their  mofl  intcnfe  purl\it ; 

Or  if  they  feize  the  fancied  Vood, 
There's  poifon  in  the  fruit. 

4  Lord,  from  this  world  call  ofT  my  love. 
Set  my  affcdlions  right : 

I  2 


20Z— ]  HYMN    CCXLIX. 

Bid  me  f.fp're  to  joys  above, 
And  walk  no  more  by  fight. 

5  O  let  the  glories  of  t^.y  face 

U'lon  my  bofom  fliine  : 
Aflur'd  of  thy  forgiving  grace. 

My  joys  will  be  divine. 

HTMN    CCXLIX.      C.    M. 

The  ivhoh  ivrld  nn  cc-^?->penfatio7i  for  the  Icfs  of 
one  foul.  Mark  viii.   36. 
I  LORD,  fliali  we  part  with  gold  for  drofs, 

\Yith  folid  good  for  fhow  ? 
Out  live  our  blifs.  and  mourn  our  lofs 
In  everlafting  woe  ? 

%  Let  us  not  lofe  the  living  God, 

For  one  fhort  dream  of  joy  : 
With  fond  embrace  cling  to  a  clod, 

And  fling  all  heav'n  away. 
3  V'.ln  world,  thy  v/eak  attempts  forbear, 

W^  a"'.l  thy  charms  defy  : 
And  rate  our  precious  fouls  too  dear 

For  ail  thy  wealth  to  buy. 


HYMN    CCL.       L.    M. 

The  fareivel. 

1  DE  \D  be  my  heart  to  all  belov?, 
To  moL'tal  joys  and  mortal  cares  ; 
To  fcnfuai  blifs  that  charms  ur,  fo, 
Be  dark  mine  eyes,  and  deaf  my  ears. 

2  Lord,  I  renounce  my  carnal  taftc 
Of  the  fair  fruit  that  fmners  prize ; 

Their  paradife  f  .ill  n-vcr  w.-fle 
One  thoT'g'^t  cf  mine,  but  to  defpife. 


HYMN     CCLI.  r— 1©3 

3  All  earthly  joys  aroovrrwei.L'h'd 
With  mountaii.s  of  vexati*  ns  cure  ; 
And  Where's  the  fweet  that  is  ret  laid 
A  bait  to  feme  deflruftive  fni-re  ? 

4  Come,  heav'n,  and  fill  my  valt  ucfires, 
My  foul  purfues  the  iovreign  good  : 
She  was  all  made  of  heav'i/iy  fires. 

Nor  can  flie  live  on  meaner  food. 

HYMN    CCLI.       C.    M. 
The  fi'Uire  ijicreafe  of  the  Church  promifed.   Pf,  il.  8. 

I  FATHER,  is  not  thy  promife  pledg'd 

To  thine  exalted  Son, 
That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Thy  word  of  life  fhall  run  ? 

%  "  Alkj'and  I  give  the  heati  on  lands 

"  For  thine  inheritariCc, 
"  And  to  the  world's  remoteft  ends 

"  Thine  empire  fliall  advanc. ," 

3  Haft  thou  not  faid  the  blinded  Jews 
Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ; 

"While  Gentiles  tc  his  lla^  dard  crowd, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes,  and  tongues, 
Under  th'  expar  fe  of  heav'n, 

To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exemption  giv'n  ? 

5  From,  eaft  to  weft,  from  north  to  fouth, 
Then  be  his  name  adorV!  ! 

Let  earth,  v/ith  all  its  millions,  Ihcut 
Hofannas  to  the  Lord  ! 


a04— ]  HYMN     CCLli 

HYMN    CCLII.       L.    M. 

Prayer  f.r  the  Millenium. 
I   HOW  many  years  has  man  been  driv'a 
Far  off  from  happinefs  and  hei^v'n  ? 
When  wilt  thou,  gracious  Lord,  reftore 
Thy  wand'ring  church",  to  roam  no  more  ? 
a  Six  thoufand  years  are  nearly  paft 
Since  Adaip  from  thy  fght  was  cad : 
And  ever  fince  his  fallen  race, 
From  age  to  age  are  void  of  grace. 

3  When  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim' 
The  judgment  of  the  martyr'd  larnb  ? 
When  lliall  the  captive  troops  be  free, 
And  keep  th'  eternal  jubilee  ! 

4  Haften  it.  Lord,  in  every  land, 
Send  thou  thine  angels  and  command; 
"  Go  found  delivVance  loudly  blow, 

"  Salvation  to  the  faints  below  ? 

5  We  want  to  have  the  day  appear! 
The  promis'd  great  fabbatic  year. 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  fin  and  hel!, 
Ifraei  in  ceafclefs  peace  fhall  dwell. 

6  'Till  then,  we  will  not  let  thee  reft, 
Thou  ftill  fhalt  hear  our  ftrong  requeft  ; 
And  this  our  daily  pray'r  fhull  be. 
Lord,  found  the  trump  of  jubilee. 

HVMN    CCLIII.       Eights. 
Chrijiians  frayirig  for  'Je'ws, 
1   FATHER  of  faithful  Abra'm,  hear 
Our  earneft  fuit  for  Abra'm's  feed  ; 
Juflly  they  claim  the  fcfteft  prayer 
From  us.  adopted  in  their  flead: 
Who  niercy  tlirougb  their  fall  obtain. 
And  Chriil  by  their  reje*9;ion  gain. 


HYMN     CCLIV.  L^:-i' 

.;  Outcafts  from  thee,  and  fcattcr'd  wid* 
Tiirougii  ev'ry  nation  under  Heav'n, 

Blafpheming  whom  they  crucify 'd, 
Unfav'd,  unpity'd,  unforg-v'n  : 

Branded  like  Caiii,  they  hear  their  load^ 

Abhor'd  of  men,  and  curs'd  of  God. 

3  But  haft  thou  finally  forfook. 
Forever  caft  thy  ov/n  away  ? 

Wilt  thou  not  hid  the  murderers  look 

On  hi  n  they  pierc'd,  and  weep  and  pray  ? 
Yes,  gracious  Lord,  thy  word  is  pad  : 
<«  All  Ifr:;cl  fliall  be  fav'd  at  lafi." 

4  Come  then,  thou  great  Deliverer,  ccnxe  •, 
The  veil  from  Jacob's  heart  reiaovc, 

Receive  thy  ancient  people  home, 

That  quicken'd  by  thy  dying  love, 
The  world  rnay  their  reception  view, 
And  fliGut  to  God,  the  glory  due. 


KYMN    CCl.JV.       I..    M. 

A  trailer  for  the  oppofers  of  experL.iefital  nltyiatu 

1  BLEST  Lord,  beheld  the  g-uilcy  'fcorii 
Of  thofe  who  hate  and  mock  our  praife, 
Pity  their  flate  and  make  them  tur:., 
No  more  to  walk  in  (luful  wa)  s. 

2  Anxious  we  fee  their  wrttchcd  ttatCj 
Who  never  think  of  heav'n  or  hell ; 
TIaey  laugh  a:id  fport  and  court  the  gate 
Which  opes  where  endlefs  terrors  dwell 

3  If  pray'r  and  faith  did  e'er  prevail, 
Now  help  us,  Lord,  to  raife  our  hands  ; 
Prepare  our  Iv.'art^  thy  grace  to  hail. 
Then  break  their  foul-dcftroyinj  bands. 


^o6— ]  HYMN     CCLV. 

4  Lead  them  to  view  a  finful  heart, 
A  foul  all  enmity  to  thee, 
Deftroy'd,  defil  d  in  every  part, 
Too  proud  to  bow,  to  blind  to  fee. 

5  Lead  them  to  view  a  holy  law, 
Which  juftly  dooms  to  endlefs  death, 
To  feel  that  gui't  which  Jefus  faw, 
And  pray'd  forgive,  with  dying  breath. 

6  Open  their  eyes,  unftop  their  ears, 
To  hear  condemning  juflice  found  ; 

Lord  change  their  hearts,  and  then  their  tears 
Will  witnefb  grief  to  all  around. 

7  Once  we  were  blind,  like  thcrn  we  flrove, 
Till  fov' reign  mercy  chang'd  our  ways : 
Lord  bow  their  wills,  and  make  them  love, 
Then  they  will  join  cur  fongs  of  praiie. 

HYMN  CCLV.       L.   M. 

A  Prayer  for  fucccfs  to  JVf[[fnns, 
1  GREAT  God  of  glory,  fhow  thy  face, 
And  crown  our  efforts  with  thy  grace  ; 
In  heathen  lands  thy  gofpel  blefs, 
And  here  fecure  its  large  increafe. 
a  Let  Jews  and  Gentiles,  bond  and  free. 
Embrace  falvation,  Lord,  by  thee  ; 
While  thofe  who  now  in  darknefs  dv/ell, 
Deiiv'rance  fing  from  guilt  and  hell. 

3  Millions  there  are  on  heathen  ground. 
Who  never  heard  the  gcfpel's  found  ; 
O  fend  it  forth,  and  let  it  run, 
Swift  'tSid  reviving  as  the  fun. 

A  O  look  on  thofe  who  ftand  to  tell 
Sinners  the  way  that  le?.ds  from  hell : 


HYMN     CCLVi.  [—207 

Guide  thou  their  lips,  their  hearts  unite  ; 
Teach  them  to  ad  as  in  thy  f:ght. 

5  To  thofe  who  five  do  thou  impart 
A  prrn'rous,  wife,  and  tender  heart ; 
lor!,  crown  their  ze:ii,  reward  their  care, 
That  in  thy  grace  they  all  may  fhare. 

6  Let  many  ftand  around  thy  throne. 
From  different  climes,  let  many  own 
The  banner  of  the  crofs  unfurl'd 
Has  fav'd  from  hell  a  ruin'd  world. 


HYMN   CCLVI,  Eights  and  Ssvens. 
Bedenfian  lamenUd. 
I  ONCE,  0  Lord,  thy  garden  fiouriHi'd, 

Ev'ry  part  lookVl  gay  and  green  : 
Then  thy  word  cur  Ipirits  nourilk'd, 
Happy  feafons  we  have  feen! 

a  But  a  drought  has  fmce  fucceeded, 

And  a  fad  decline  we  fee  ; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 

Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

S  Where  are  thofe  we  counted  leaders, 
FilT'd  with  zeal,  and  love  and  trutli? 

Old  jij'ofofTors,  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth ! 

4  Sonie,  in  whom  we  once  dehghttd, 
We  fliall  n- .  ct  no  more  hclow. 

Some,  alas  !  we  fear  are  bh^J.red, 
Scarce  a  fingle  leaf  'clicy  {l;ow. 

5  Younger  plants — ^the  fight  hov/  pleafjcit, 
Cov.r'd  tJ-^ich  with  bloffcir.r  fiocu  ; 

But  *hey  ci:ulc  us  grief  at  pr.  fcnt, 
frofc^  have  nipp'd  them  in  tlicir  bud  \ 


Xoh~]  H  Y  ^I  N     CCLV>I. 

6  Dearcfl  Saviour,  haRcn  hither, 

Thou  canft  make  them  bloom  again  ; 

Oh,  permit  them  i;ot  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hope?  be  vain  ! 


KYMN    CCLVn.       1.   M. 

Hoping  for  a  Ee'vi-ual, 
I   WHILE  I  to  grief  my  foul  gave  v/ay. 
To  fee  the  work  cf  God  decline, 
Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  fay, 
■'  Difmifs  thy  fears,  the  ark  if  mine. 
z  "  Though  for  a  time  I  hide  m.y  face, 
F.ely  upon  my  love  and  pow'r  : 
ftill  wreftle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
AvA  ■?\'ait  for  a  reviving  liour. 

i^  "  Takedown  thy  long  r.egk (fled  harp, 
1  ve  fcen  thy  te*rs,  and  heard  thy  pruy'r  : 

rhe  winter  feafon  has  been  Iharp, 
i>at  fpring  fliall  ^11  its  wafleo  repair.*' 

4  Lord,  I  obey,  my  hcpei  revive, 
Ccme  join  with  me,  ye  faints,  and  fing; 
Our  foes  in  vain  againil:  us  ftrive, 
Fo,-  God  w411  help  and  triumph  bring. 


HTMN    CCLVill.       C.    M. 

A  Hymn  for  Chrifia}i  Conference, 
I   O  LORD,  our  languid  fouls  iufpire, 

For  here  we  truft  thou  art  ! 
Send  down  a  coal  of  heav'nly  fire, 

To  warm  each  waitirg  heart. 
i  Shew  us  feme  token  of  thy  love. 

Our  fainting  hope  to  nife; 
And  pcur  thy  biefilng  frcim  above, 

That  we  may  render  praife. 


HYMN    CCLIX.  [— Z09 

3  Within  thefe  walls  let  holy  praife, 
And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 

Here  give  the  troubled  conl'cience  eafe, 
i  he  wounded  fpirit  heal. 

4  Ihe  fe>:ling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 
The  humble  nuna  beftow  ; 

And  fhine  upon  us  from  oii  high, 
I'o  make  our  graccj  grow  ! 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 
In  faith  prefent  our  pray'rs  ; 

And  in  the  prcfence  of  our  J-ord, 
Uiibofom  all  our  cares. 

6  And  may  the  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace. 

Induce  dead  firmers  d\i  row.,d, 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 


HYMN    CCJ-IX.       L.    M. 

A  ivcLotm  to  Chr'fiian.  fr'ur,ds. 
1  BRETHREN,  belo  \1  for  Jefu's  fake, 
A  h-earty  wi.'^c(me  here  receive  ; 
May  \-  e  together  now  partake 
Th»  joys  whicii  he  alone  can  give  ! 

a  May  he,  by  whof  kind  care  we  meet, 
St  d  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Mc4ke  our  comntuucations  fweet, 
And  caufc  our  hearts  to  burn  v/ith  love  ! 

3  For^^otten  be  each  worldly  thtme. 
When  ti^us  v.-e  m;:et  to  priiy  and  praife, 
We  only  v/ifh  to  fpeak  ofliim, 

A  ;d  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace. 

4  We'll  talk  of  :;U  he  did  .-nd  faid, 
Hii  fuff'nng  and  his  dying  iovo, 


sio— ]  H  Y  M  N     CCLX:^ 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  how  he  triumphs  now  above. 

5  Thus  as  the  moments  pafs  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
Then  h-aRen  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  Ihali  meet  to  part  v.o  niore. 

HYMN    CCLX.       C.    M. 
T/je  benejit  of  G(fp  el  privileges. 

r  HOW  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord, 
With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell  ! 

He  f:eds  aiid  cheers  them  l>y  his  word, 
His  arm  fupports  them  well. 

a  W;:nd'ring  in  fin,  our  fouls  he  found, 

And  bid  us  feek  his  face  ; 
Gave  us  to  hear  th-'  gofpcl  found, 

And  tafte  the  gofpcl  grace. 

3  His  prefence  iVeetens  all  th,tir  cares,. 
And  makes  their  burdens  light  ; 

A  word  from  him  djfpels  their  fears, 
And  breaks  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  Lord  we  expect  to  fufFcrherc, 
Nor  would  v>  c  dare  repine ; 

But  give  us  flill,  to  find  thee  near,. 
And  own  us,  flill,  fcr  thine. 

5  Let  us  enjoy  ard  highly  prize 
Thefe  tokens  of  thy  icve  : 

Till  thou  11  alt  hid  cur  fiurits  rife,- 
'X~o  wodhig  theeabcvc. 


HYMN     CCLXI.  [— sir 

HYMN    CCt.XI.       L.    M. 

Rlfirg  to    God. 

1  NOW  let  our  fouls,  on  wings  fubllme, 
Rife  from  the'  vanities  of  time  : 

Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  fee 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celeftial  birth, 
Why  fhould  we  grcvel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grafp  at  tranfitory  toys. 

So  near  to  heav'ns  eternal  joys  ? 
^•,  Ghall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road  ! 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  Grangers  into  life  \vz  come, 
Avid.  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome  fweet  hour  of  full  difcharge, 
That  fets  our  longing  fouls  at  large  : 
Unbinds  cur  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  ov;r  God  to  dweU. 

5  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy 'd  above ; 

And  the  fweet  expedation  now 

Is  tlie  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 


HYMN    CCLXII.       C.   M. 

7'oiith  and  ^ridgment. 
I  LO  j  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rife« 

And  through  all  nature  rove, 
Fulfil  the  wilhes  of  their  eyes, 

And  tafte  the  joys  they  love. 

C  They  give  a  loofe  to  wild  defiras : 

But  let  the  finners  know 
The  ftri6l  accounts  that  God  require* 

Ql  all  the  works  they  do. 


aiz~]  HYMN    CCLXm. 

3  The  Jud;  ,e  prepares  his  throne  on  high, 
The  frighted  f^arth  and  feas 

Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eyes, 
And  flee  before  his  face. 

4  -How  fliall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 
And  ftand  the  fier}'  tell ! 

I  give  all  mortal  joys  away, 
To  be  forever  bleft. 


HYMN    CCLXIII.    C    M. 

*I'he   encouragement  young  perfons  have  to  fetk  and 

love   Chriji.     Prov    viii.    17. 
1  YE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

In  fmilinp  crouHs  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  ev'ry  mortal  charm, 

A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

% .  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoofs  to  converfc  with  you  ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by. 

Your  friendihip  to  purfue. 

3  "  The  foul  that  longs  to  fee  my  face, 
"  Is  fi're  my  love  to  gain  ; 

"  And  thofe  that  early  feek  my  grace, 
*'  ihall  never  feek  in  vain." 

4  What  chjed!:,  Lord,  my  foul  fhould  movCi, 
If  once  compar  d  with  thee  ? 

What  beauty  fliculd  cmmand  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Chrift  I  fee  ? 

5  Away,  ye  falfe  delufive  toys, 
Vain  ten- liters  of  the  mind  I 

'Tis  '^'  re  I  fix  my  lading  choice, 
And  here  true  blifs  1  fmd. 


HYMN    CCLXIV.        [—an  5 

HYMN    CCLXIV.       C.    M. 

7'oui/j  the  nwfl  accepted  t'lme, 
I  SEE  how  the  little  toiling  ant 

Improves  the  harvefl  hours  : 
While  fummer  lafts,  through  all  her  cells 

The  choiceft  flores  flie  pours. 
a  While  life  remains,  our  harveft  lafts  ; 

But  youth  of  life's  the  prime  ; 
Beft  is  this  fcafon  for  our  work, 

And  this  th'  accepted  time. 

3  To-day  attend,  is  "wifdom's  voice. 
To-morrow,  folly  cries : 

And  ft  ill  to-morrow 'tis,  when,  Oh! 
To-day  the  {inner  dies. 

4  When  confcicnce  fpeaks,    its  voice  regard, 
And  feize  the  tender  hour  ; 

Humbly. implore  the  promis'c!  grace, 
And  God  will  give  the  power. 


HYMN    CCLXV.      1..    M. 

A  lotycly  youth  falling  Jhort  of  heamen.    Mark  X.  %\, 

I   MUST  all  the  charms  of  nature  then, 

So  hopekfs  to  falvation  prove  ? 

Car.  hell  demand,  can  heav'n  condemti 

The  man  whom  Jrfus  deigns  to  love  ? 

a  The  man  who  fought  the  ways  of  truth. 

Pair  friends  and  neighbors  all  their  due  ; 

Amodcft,  fobcr,  lovely  youth, 

Who  thought  he  wanted  nothing  n(W  ? 

3  But  mark  the  change  :  thus  fp  1  e  the  Lord, 

♦'  Come  part  with  earth  fcr  heav'n  to-dayi" 

The  youth,  aflonifh'd  at  the  word, 

Id  Clentfadnefs  vient  his  way. 


514—]  H  Y  M  N     CCLXVL 

-4  Poor  virtues,  that  he  boafled  fo, 
This  teft  unaoie  to  endure, 
Let  Chrift,  and  grace,  and  glory  gOj 
To  make  ms  land  and  money  fure ! 

5  Ah  fcolifh  choice  of  trealures  here  ! 
Ah  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  ! 

Muft  this  bafe  world  be  bought  fo  dear? 
And  life  and  heav'n  fo  cheaply  fold  ! 

6  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  ftiine, 
If  this  vile  pafTion  governs  me  ; 
Transform  my  foul,  O  love  divine ! 
And  make  me  part  with  al!  for  thee. 


HYMN   CCLXVI.    S.     M. 
Tracer  if  Youth  for  Divine  cleatifng. 
1  WITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

My  God,  to  thee  1  pray; 
O  make  me  learn  whilil  1  am  young, 
How  I  may  cleanfe  my  way. 

a  Make  an  unguarded  youth 

The  objecl  of  thy  care  ; 
Help  me  to  choofe  the  way  of  truth, 

And  fly  from  every  fnarc. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 
R.tnew  by  power  divine  ; 

Unite  it  to  tliyfclf  alone, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  O  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmeft  thoughts  employ ; 
B-  this  through  all  my  following  day% 
My  treafure  and  my  joy. 

5  To  what  thy  laws  impart 
JBc  my  whole  foul  inclin'd; 


HYMN     CCLXVII.  [— ^.; 

0  let  them  dwell  within  nxy  hcait, 
And  fanAify  my  mind. 

6  Miiy  thy  young  fcrvant  learn, 

By  thcfo  to  clcanfe  his  way  ; 
And  may  I  here  the  path  diicern 

That  leads xoendkfs  day,. 

HYMN    CCLXVII.      C.  M. 

Old  A)Jt  app/-ri:chin^f  or,  man  frail  ami  mortal, 

1  ETERNAL  God  !  cnthron'd  or.  high  ! 
V/hom  annjel-holls  adore  ; 

"Who  yet  to  fuppliant  dud  art  ni^h, 
Thy  prcfcnce  I  implore. 

%  O  guide  me  down  the  lleep  of  age. 

And  kci!  p  my  paflions  cool ; 
Teach  me  to  fcan  the  facred  page, 

And  pradlife  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 
What's  liunaan  mufl  decay  ; 

Jkly  friends,  ray  young  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expctSt  to  flay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 
Projects  his  av/ful  dart  ? 

Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  Ihield  my  heart  ? 

5  Ah  !  no — then  fmooth  the  mortal  hourj 
On  thee  my  hope  depends  ; 

Support  me  v.-ith  almighty  power, 
While  dufl  to  duft  defcjnds. 

6  Then  fliall  my  foul,  O  gracious  Cod  ! 
(  Wii'le  angels  join  the  lay) 

Adiiiitced  to  the  blefi'd  abo.L?, 
Its  endlcfs  anthgras  paj;. 


ii6~]  HYMN     CCLXVin. 

7  Throu|;h  heav'n,  howe'er  remote  the  bound, 

Thy  matchlefs  love  proclaim, 
And  join  th:  choir  of  faints  that  found 

Their  ffrcat  Redeemer's  name. 


KYMN    CCLXVni.       L.    M. 

^Jje  aged  Chr'ij}':an  rejoici/ig  in  a  viezv  oj  H^ 
I  AS  when  the  weary  traveller  gains 
The  height  of  fome  o'er-looking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  when  crofs  the  plains 
He  ey -s  his  home,  tho'  diflant  ftili. 

2.  While  he  furveys  the  much-lov'd  fpot» 
He  flights  the  fpace  that  lies  between ; 
His  pufl  fatigues  are  now  forgot, 
B^caufe  his  journey's  end  is  feen. 

3  Thus  when  the  Chriftian  pilgrim  viewe 
By  faith,  his  manfion  in  the  fkies, 

The  fight  his  fainting  ftrength  renews, 
And  wings  his  fpeed  to  reach  the  prize. 

4  Tlic  thought  of  home  his  fpirit  clieers, 
No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  paft  ; 
Nor  any  future  trial  fears, 

So  lie  may  £afc  arrive  at  laft. 

5  'Tis  there,  he  fays,  I  am  to  dwell 
With  Jefus,  in  the  realms  of  day  ; 
Then  I  mail  bid  my  carts  farevvel, 
And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away. 

6  Jcfus,  on  thee  my  hope  depends. 
To  iciid  me  on  to  thine  abode  : 
Ailur'd  that  heav'n  will  mak.;  amen  is 
For  all  my  tod  while  on  the  road. 


HYMN     CCLXIX.         [- 

JIYMX    CCLXIX.       L.    M. 
Drfning  Heaven. 

1  NO  more  I  aik  or  hope  to  find, 
Delight  or  happinefs  below  ; 
Sorrow  may  well  poffefs  the  mind 

That  feeds  where  thorns  and  thiitles  grow, 

2  The  joy  that  fades  is  not  for  mc, 
I  feek  immortal  joys  above  ; 
There,  g;lory  without  end  Ihall  be 

The  bright  reward  of  faith  and  love. 

3  Cleave  to  the  world  ye  fordid  worm?-, 
Contented  hck  your  native  dufl : 

But  God  Ihall  fight,  with  all  his  Hormj;, 
Againll  the  idol  of  your  truft. 

HYMN  ccLxx.     Eights  and  Sevens. 

P)\ uji  for  redeemiug  L o vc, 
I   LET  us  love,  and  fing,  and  wonder, 
Let  us  praife  the  Saviour's  name  ! 
He  has  hufa'd  the  laws  loud  thunder. 
He  has  quench'd  mount  Sinai's  flame. 

A  Let  us  love  fhe  Lord,  who  bought  U', 
Pity'd  us  when  tnemies; 
Call'd  us  by  his  graee,  and  taught  u', 
Gave  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes. 

3  Let  us  fing-,  the'  fierce  temptation' 
Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down  ! 
For  the  Lord,  our  ftrong  falvatioo, 
Holds  in  view  the  tfonqu'rors  crown. 

4  Let  us  wonder,  grace  and  juftlcc 
Join  and  point  to  mercy's  ftore  ; 
"when  we  trult  in  Chriic  our  fortrei'-, 
juftice  fmilc-,  and  aiks  no  more. 

K 


:; :  [  — ^  H  Y  M  N     CCLXXL 

5  Let  us  praife,  and  join  the  chorus 
Of  the  famts,  enthron'd  on  high; 
Here  they  trufted  him  before  us, 
Now  their  praifcs  fill  the  iky. 

6  Hark  !  the  name  of  Jefus,  founded 
I^(md,  from  golden  harps  above  ! 
L-ord,  we  blufli,  and  are  confounded, 
Faint  our  praifes,  cold  our  love  ! 


HYMN    CCLXXI.       C.    M. 

Prefumption  and  drfpair. 
I  I  HATE  the  tempter  and  his  charms, 

I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath  ; 
The  fcrpcnt  takes  a  tJioufand  forms 

To  cheat  our  fouls  to  death. 

a  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreumsj 

Or  kills  with  fiavifh  fear  ; 
And  holds  us  ftill  in  wide  extremes, 

Prefumption  or  defpair. 

3  Now  he  perfuades  "  how  cafy  'tis 
*'  To  walk  the  road  of  heav'n  ;" 

Anon  he  fwells  our  fins,  and  cries, 
"  They  cannot  be  forgiv'n." 

4  He  bids  young  finners, "  yet  forbear 
"  To  t  J  link  of  God  or  death  ; 

**  For  prayer  and  true  devotion  are 
"  But  melancholy  breath." 

5  rie  tells  the  aged, "  they  muft  die, 
"  And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  : 

"  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
"  For  they  have  loft  their  day." 

^  Thus  lie  fupports  his  cruel  throne 
?y  mifchkf  iuid  de.ceit,. 


H  Y  M  N     CCLXXII. 

And  drags  the  fons  of  Adam  down, 
To  darknefs  and  the  pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  cut  fliort  his  pow'r. 
Let  him  in  darknefs  dwell ;' 
'  And,  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 
Confine  him  down  to  hell. 


HYMN    CCLXXir.       S.    M, 

Coniplaint  cfftn, 

1  O  LORD,  how  vile  am  I, 
Unholy  and  unclean  ! 

How  can  I  dare  to  venture  nigh 
With  fuch  a  load  of  fin  ? 

2  Is  this  polluted  heart 

A  dwelling  fit  for  thee  ? 
Swarming,  alas  !  in  ev'ry  part. 
What  evils  do  I  fee  ! 

3  If  I  attempt  to  pray, 

And  raife  my  foul  on  high, 
My  thoughts  are  hurry 'd  fail  away, 
For  fin  is  ever  nigh. 

4  If  in  thy  word  I  look, 

Such  darknefs  fills  my  mind, 
I  only  read  a  fealcd  book, 
But  no  relief  can  find. 

5  Thy  gofpel  oft  I  hear, 
But  hear  it  ftill  in  vain  ; 

Without  defire,  or  love,  or  fear, 
Harden'd  I  Hill  remain. 

6  And  mud  I  then  indeed 
Sink  in  dcfpair  and  die  ? 

Fain  Vv'ould  I  hope  that  thou  ^''- '"   '  '  : 
For  fuch  a  wretch  as  I. 


"]         H  y  M  N     CCLXXIi: 

7  That  l)Iood  which  thou  haft  fpih, 
•That  grace  which  is  thine  own  ; 

Can  cleanfe  the  vileil  fmner's  guilt, 
And  foften  hearts  of  lloiie. 

S  Lo\Y  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

O  pity  and  forgive  ! 
Here  will  I  lie  and  wait  till  thou 

Shalt  bid  me  rife  and  live. 


KYMN    CCI.XXIII.       S.    M, 

Light  Jhining  ht  da>h:''fu 
I    u'lY  former  hopes  are  dead, 

T\Ty  terror  now  begins  ; 
■.  feci  alas !  that  I  am  dead 

In  trcfpafies  and  fins. 

a  Ah  whither  fliall  I  fly  ? 

I  hear  the  thunder  roar  ; 
The  law  proclaims  deftrutflion  nigh, 

And  vengeance  at  the  door. 

3  When  I  review  my  ways, 
I  dread  impending  doom  ; 

But  fure  a  friendly  whifper  fays, 
"  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come." 

4  I  fee,  or  think  I  fee, 

A  glimm  'ring  from  afar  ; 
A  beam  of  day  that  fliines  for  mc. 
To  fave  me  from  defpair* 

5  Fore-runner  of  the  fun. 

It  marks  the  pilgrim's  wcy  ; 
ril  gaze  upon  it  while  I  ruij, 
And  watch  the  rifmg  day. 


HYMN    CCLXXIV.  [~2aj 

KVMN    CCLXXIV.       TcHS. 

7he  hitmhle  fmnertrujling  in   Chr'ijl. 
1  CHEER  up,  my  foul,  there  is  a  mercy  feat, 
Sprinkled  with  blood,  where  Jefusanfwerspray'r; 
There  hun^bly  caft  thyfelf  beneath  his  feet, 
For  never  needy  finner  perifh'd  there. 

1  Lord,  1  am  come  !  thy  promife  is  my  pica, 
Without  thy  word  I  durft  not  venture  nigh  ; 
But  thou  hail  call'd  the  burden'd  foul  to  thee, 
A  weary  burden'd  foul,  O  Lord,  am  I  ! 

3  Bow'ddown  beneath  a  heavy  load  of  fin, 
By  Satan's  fierce  temptations  forely  preft, 
Befet  without,  and  full  of  fears  within. 
Trembling  and  faint  I  come  to  thee  for  reft. 

4  Be  thou  my  refuge,  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 
I  know  no  force  can  tear  me  from  thy  fide  ; 
Unmov'd  I  then  may  all  accufers  face, 

And  anfwer  ev'ry  charge,  v/ith  "  Jefus  dy'd." 

5  Yes !  thou  didft  weep,  and  bleed,  and  groan 

and  die  ! 
Well  haft  thou  known  what  fierce  temptation 

means. 
Such  was  thy  love  !  and  now  enthron'd  on  high, 
Th :  fame  compafiion  in  thy  bofom  reigns. 

6  Lord. give  me  faith — he  hears !  what  grace  is 

this! 
Dry  up  thy  tears,  my  foul,  and  ceafe  to  grieve  : 
He  Ihows  me  what  he  did,  and  who  he  is, 
I  muft,  I  will,  I  can,  I  do  believe. 


22:.—]  H  Y  M  N     CCLXXV. 

HYMN    CCLXXV.       L.    M. 
Divine' grace  imp! ore  J. 
I  THE  God  who  once  to  Ifrael  fpoke 
From  Sinai's  top,  in  fire  and  fnioke, 
In  gentler  ftrains  of  gofpel  grace, 
Invites  us  now  to  feck  his  face. 

1  Hark  !  how  from  Calvary  it  founds ; 
From  the  Redeemer's  bleeding  wounds  j 
"  Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give, 
Poor  firmer,  look  to  me  and  live." 

3  What  other  arguments  can  move 
The  heart  that  flights  a  Saviour's  \ovt  { 
Yet  till  Almighty  pow'r  conftrain, 
This  m^atchleis  love  is  preach'd  in  vain. 

4  O  Saviour,  let  that  pow'r  be  felt, 
And  caufe  each  ftony  heart  to  melt  ! 
Deeply  imprefs  upon  our  youth 
The  light  and  force  of  gofpel  truth. 

5  How  will  they  elfc  thy  prefence  bear, 
When  as  a  Judge  thou  fhak  appear  ; 
When  flighted  love  to  wrath  fhall  turn 
Ami  the  whole  earth  like  Sinai  burn ! 


HYMN  ccLxxvi.     Eights  and  Slxcs, 

The  Lords  prayer  imitated. 
I  Fx\THER  Supreme !  all  nature's  God, 
Bifplay  thy  majelty  abroad, 

And  in  full  glory  fnine  : 
To  thy  great  rame  be  honors  paid. 
Throughout  all  worlds  which  thou  haft  made 

Let  each  the  chorus  join, 
a  Here  place  thy  throne,  and  at  thy  feet 
Make  all  thy  ftubborn  foes  fubmit, 

And  own  thy  fov'reign  fway  : 


HYMN     CCLXXVI«  [—123 

TKine  influence  far  and  wide  extend, 
Till  haughty  rebels  lowly  bend, 
And  cheerfully  obey. 

3  Oh  let  thy  perfedl  will  be  done, 
Not  by  thofe  heav'nly  hofts  alone 

Who're  wing'd  with  love  and  zeal ; 
We  too  with  love  and  zeal  would  rife, 
To  catch  the  ardor  of  the  Ikies, 

And  fly  to  do  thy  will. 

4  O  Thou  who  art  both  wife  and  goodly 
We  trufl;  thee  for  our  daily  food, 

And  what  thou  feeft  is  befl:  ; 
Our  foolifh  v/ifhes,  Lord,  deny, 
But  kindly  nature's  wants  fupply  ; 

To  thee  we  leave  the  reft. 

5  Teach  us  the  needy  to  relieve  ; 
Our  foes  to  pity  and  forgive, 

And  conquer  them  with  love  : 
As  we  to  others  mercy  fliow, 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,  on  us  bellow. 

And  all  our  guilt  remove. 

6  Let  thy  good  fpirit  guard  our  hearts, 
Againft  the  tempter's  guileful  arts, 

Andev'ry  dang'rous  fnare  : 
Or  if  we  once  fliould  go  aftray, 
Teach  us  again  to  find  the  way, 

And  walk  with  better  care. 

7  Thy  naine  with  rcv'rence  we  adore, 
For  thine's  the  glory,  thine  the  pow'r. 

And  tliine  the  right  to  reign  : 
In  thy  dominion  we  rejoice  ; 
To  thy  commands  our  heart  and  voice 

UuitCjaiid  fay— Amcu... 


J24— ]         HYMN     CCLXXVIf. 

HYMN    CCLXXVII.       L.    M. 

The  Lord  Us  people  s  Jhepherd.   Pfalrtl  xxiii, 
1  THE  Lord  my  pafture  fhail  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  fliepherd's  care; 
His  prefence  iliall  my  wants  fupply, 
And  ^ard  me  with  a  watchful  eye. 

a  My  noon  day  fleps  he  Ihall  attend, 
And  all  my  snidnight  hours  defend ; 
When  in  the  fultry  glebe  1  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirfty  mountains  pant. 

3  To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  mead?, 
My  weary,  wandVing  Ikps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers  foft  and  flow. 
Amid  the  verdant  landflcips  flow. 

4  Though  In  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overfpread. 

My  fl:edfaft  heart  fliall  fear  no  iil, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  ftill. 

5  Thy  friendly  crook  fliall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  ihe  dreadful  fliade, 
Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  ftray. 

6  Thy  bounty  fliall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wildcrnefs  fhall  fmile, 
Withfeidden  green  and  herbage  crownM, 
And  ftreams  fhall  murmur  all  around. 


HYMN    CCLXXVIII.       L.    M. 

On  beln^  admitted  a  V7c?nbcr  of  a  church. 
I   GREAT  fource  of  Being,  hcav'niy  King 
Whofe  eye  my  inmoit  thought  furveys, 
To  thee,  with  grateful  joy,  I  bring 
My  tribute  of  imequv.l  pra'.'''f. 


HYMN     CCLXXIX.         [—223 

a  United  to  thy  chofen  flock, 
Within  thy  courtb  my  foul  would  dwell, 
And  in  thy  ftrength  fuftain  the  fliock, 
Of  all  the  pow'rs  in  earth  oi-  hell. 

3  O  fend  thy  fpirit  from  on  high, 
And  let  our  Church  thy  bkfling  prove  ! 
So  fhallour  praifes  reackthe  fky, 

And  ev'ry  bofom  glow  with  love. 

4  O  may  our  Pallor  draw  from  thee 
Daily  fupplies  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 
And  may  we  in  thy  temple  fee 
Thy  glorious  prefence  fill  the  place  ! 

5  Then  fhall  our  hearts,  our  lives,  our  tongues, 
Be  confecrated  to  our  God  ; 

Our  morning  pray 'rs  our  ev'ning  fongs. 
Shall  fpread  thy  wond'rous  love  abroad. 

HVMN    CCLXXXX.       L.    M. 

The   Convert. 
I   FAR  from  thy  fold,  O  God,  my  feet 
Once  mov'd  in  error's  devious  maze. 
Nor  found  religious  duties  fweet, 
Nor  fought  thy  face,  nor  lov'd  thy  ways. 

a  With  tend'reft  voice  thou  bad'il  me  flee 
The  paths  which  thou  couldlr  ne'er  approve  ; 
And  gently  drew  my  foul  to  thee. 
With  cords  of  fweet,  eternal  love. 

3  Now  to  thy  footftool,  Lord,  I  fly, 
And  low  in  felf-abafcment  fall ; 

A  vile,  a  helplefs  worm  I  lie, 
And  thou,  my  God,  art  all  in  all. 

4  Dearer,  far  dearer  to  my  heart 
Than  all  the  joys  that  earth  can  give  ; 

K    2 


226—]  HYMN     CCLXXX. 

From  fame,  from  wealth,  from  friends  I'd  part, 
Beneath  thy  countenance  to  live. 

5  And  when,  m  fmlHng  friendfhip  drefl, 
Death  bids  me  quit  this  mortal  frame, 
Gently  reclin'd  on  Jefu's  breafl. 

My  lateft  breath  fliall  blefs  his  name. 

6  Then  my  unfctter'd  foul  ihall  rife, 
And  fear  above  yon  ftarry  fpheres, 
Join  the  full  chorus  of  the  Ikies, 

And  fing  thy  praife  through  endlcfs  years. 

HYMN    CCLXXX.       C.    M. 

Prayer  for  relief  under  a  hoify  cffvi  arid  death, 
1  LORD  what  a  croud  of  anxious  cares, 

Diilurb  this  rtftkfs  breaft  ! 
The  world's  reproach  and  Satan's  fnares, 

Leave  not  a  moment's  reft. 

a  'The  glorious  fmiks  which  once  I  faw 

O'er  all  thy  face,  are  hid  ; 
1  feci  the  fentence  of  thy  law, 

And  all  my  comfort's  fled. 

3  Ht.fl  thou  not  faid,  that  where  thou  art, 
Th.-re  thine  fhall  uirely  be  ? 

O  feal  this  promiie  on  m.y  heart, 
And  fay  'twas  made  for  me. 

4  Then  cares  may  vex,  the  v/orld  may  frcwn, 
They  ne'er  my  peace  Hiall  move  ; 

For  what  can  weigh  that  fpirit  doAvn, 
That  feds  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

5  O  for  a  tafte,  by  faving  faith. 
Of  his  forgiving  grace  ; 

When  nature  draws  its  parting  brecith, 
And  all  its  cares  fbail  ceafc  ! 


HYMN    CCLXXXI.  {—^^7 

HYMN    CCLXXMI.       C.    M, 
Cclepal  prcfpeBu 

1  SWEET  glories  rufh  upon  my  fight, 
And  charm  my  wond'ring  eyes  ; 

The  regions  of  immortal  hght, 
The  beauties  of  the  ficies  ? 

2  All  hail  !  ye  fair  celeftial  fiiores  ! 
Ye  lands  of  endlefs  day  ! 

Swift  on  my  view  your  profpecSl:  pours. 
And  drives  my  griefs  away. 

3  There's  a  delightful  clearnefs  now. 
My  clouds  of  doubt  are  gone, 

Fled  is  my  former  darknefs  too, 
My  fears  are  ail  withdrawn. 

4  Short  is  the  paffage — Hiort  the  fpace 
Between  my  home  and  me  ; 

There  !  there  behold  the  radiant  place  ! 
How  near  the  manfions  be  ! 

5  Immortal  wonders  !  boundlcfs  things  ! 
In  thofe  dear  worlds  appear  : 

Prepare  me,  Lord,  to  ftretch  my  wings, 
And  in  thefe  glories  fhare. 


HYMN    CCLXXXn.       C.    M. 

A  coiertfr-m  the  hca', 
I   WHEN  on  a  fummer's  fultry  day, 

The  Sua  darts  forth  his  rays ; 
The  trav'ler  labors  on  his  way, 

Beneath  the  mid-day  blaze  : 

a  When  not  a  cooling  breeze  is  felt, 

No  friendly  roof  is  nigh, 
I'he  languid  body  feems  to  melt, 

'I'he  fainting  fpirits  die  ; 


^28—]        HYMN    CCLXXXIII. 

3  Should  fome  tall  rock  at  fuch  an  hour, 
A  diftant  fliade  prepare, 

Hope  would  exert  his  feeble  pow'r, 
To  fly  and  reft  him  there. 

4  Thus  he  who  treads  the  heav'nly  path, 
And  feds  upon  him  burn 

The  kindlings  of  Almighty  wrath, 
Muft  labor,  droop  and  mourn. 

5  Till  Chrift,  the  covert  from  the  heat. 
His  longing  fpirit  fees, 

And  draws  him  to  a  cool  retreat, 
Affording  refk  and  eafe. 

6  He  like  a  rock  of  refuge  rofe, 
And  facred  Ihade  extends, 

Refrefliment  and  fecure  repofe. 
For  all  his  weary  friends. 


HYMN  CCLXXXIII.     Scvens. 

Trujl  in  God.  Habakkuk  iii.  17,  il 
I   SHOULD  the  riiing  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  f:em  the  rip'ning  ear  ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blafted  fhoot 
Drop  her  green  untimely  fruit  : 

a  Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more. 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  flore  ; 
Though  the  Cck'ning  flocks  fliould  fall, 
And  the  herds  defcrt  the  ftaii : 

3  Should  God's  alter'd  hand  reftrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain  ; 
Blaft;  each  opening  bud  of  joy. 
And  the  rifmg  year  deftroy  : 


HYMN     CCLXXXIV.         [— '^^9 

4  Yet  to  God  my  foul  fliould  raife 
Grateful  vows,  and  folemn  praife  ; 
x\nd,  when  ev'ry  bleilings  flown. 
Love  him — for  himfelf  alone. 


HYMN    CCLXXXIV.       I..    M. 

The  Chrijlian  artnor.     Ephef.  vi.   13 — 17, 

I  WITH  holy  zeal  and  Chriftlan  grace, 
I'll  take  the  armor  for  the  race, 
Whilft  foes  and  fears  befet  me  round, 
In  Chrift  the  Lord  my  ftrength  is  found. 

a  Forever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 
His  v;ord  he  gives  me  for  a  fword,  ' 
And  he  commands  to  wield  it  well, 
Agalnll  the  pov/'rs  of  earth  and  hell. 

3  His  righteoufnefs  a  breaflplate  yields, 
Whilft  faith  affords  a  glorious  fhield. 
His  free  falvation's  Ibv'reip-n  grace. 
Shall  on  my  head  the  helmet  place. 

4  Thus  arm'dand  martial'd  for  the  field, 
Againft  temptation  doubly  fteel'd, 

The  glorious  combat  I  begin, 
Declaring  war  with  flefh  and  fin. 

5  My  heav'nly  Captain's  watchful  care, 
Shall  keep  me  from  the  tempter's  fnare  ; 
His  fpirit  guide  my  wand'ring  feet, 
Till  I  his  face  in  glory  meet. 


£30~]        HYMN     CCLXXXV. 

HYMN   ccixxxv.     c.  M.     In  tv/0  parts. 

ChrijTs  birth,   I'tfe^  death y  refurrcSiion,  afcenftofi,  and 

intercejjicn. 

PART  I. 

Chrtjfs  birth  and  life. 

1  AWAKE,  my  foul,  tune  ev'ry  firing, 
In  God  thy  Saviour's  praife, 

Join  with  the  heav'nly  hofts  and  fing 
The  higliefl  notes  they  ralfc. 

2  Tell  how  the  glorious  Son  of  God, 
Forfook  the  realms  of  blifs, 

Defcended  to  our  guilty  world, 
Proclaiming  life  and  peace. 

3  Angelic  hofls  declare  his  birth, 
*'  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

"  Good  will  to  men  and  peace  on  earth  I 
"  Behold  the  Saviour  nigh  ! 

4  "  To  Bethl'em's  city  quick  repair," 
Th'  etherial  fpirits  cry, 

"  And  fee  the  promis'd  Saviour  there, 
"  Low  in  a  manger  lie. 

5  "  With  humble  faith  and  holy  fear 
"  Go  vifit  Chrifl  your  king." 

Their  heav'nly  notes  the  fhepherds  hear, 
And  join  the  praife  they  fing. 

6  On  Jorjlan's  banks  th'  eternal  God 
His  birth  divine  declares  ; 

"  This  is  my  fon  !"  Lo  !  on  his  head 
The  heav'nly  dove  appears. 

7  Holy  his  life,  his  do6lrines  true  ; 
(How  bright  the  godhead  Ihone  !) 

Difcafes  heard  and  Satan  knew. 
That  what  he  fpake  was  done. 


HYMN     CCLXXXV.         [—231 

PART  II. 

CkrijVs  -deaths  refurreSiion^  afccr.fwn  anJ  infsrceJ:G>t, 

Z  BEHOLD  the  Saviour  on  the  tree, 

With  arms  extended  wide  ! 
From  death  a  fiiiful  world  to  free, 

H.^ groan'd,  and  bled,  and  dy'd  ! 

9  The  fun  afconifii'd  vcil'd  its  face, 

When  the  Creator  bled  ; 
His  groans  the  earth  and  rocks  difplace, 

And  wake  the  fleeping  dead. 

JO  But  when  th'  appointed  hour  was  come, 

The  fleeping  Saviour  wakes  ; 
Behold  !  he  rjfcs  from  the  tomb, 

And  death  a  captive  makes. 

1 1  On  the  eternal  God's  right  hand 

The  great  Redeemer  lits  ; 
Both  heav'n  and  earth  to  his  command 

The  Father  now  commits. 

l^  Our  advocate  himfclf  he  ililcs, 

The  linnet's  caufe  he  pleads, 
Through  him  the  Father  looks  and  faiil.?, 

While  thus  he  intercedes. 

13  Whom  once  he  loves  he'll  ne'er  forgef, 
His  counfcis  guide  them  ftill  ; 

His  grace  their  weary  fouls  will  f.^at 
On  heav'ns  eternal  hill. 

14  Reviving  thought !  then  l:umble  fou% 
With  courage  venture  on  ! 

Though  earth  and  hell  againfl  thee  roll, 
In  Chrift  the  battle's  v.'on. 


-2—]         HYMN      CCLXXXVI. 

HYMN    CCLXXXVI.      C.     M. 

Prayer  under  temptations  of  Satan, 
X  WHEN  i  can  read  my  title  clear, 

To  marifions  in  the  llcies, 
I  bid  farewel  to  ev'ry  fear, 

And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 
a  Should  earth  againft  my  foul  engage. 

And  helhfh  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  fmile  at  Satan's  rage 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  all  the  tempter's  malice  come, 
And  florms  of  forrow  fail  ; 

If  I  may  fafely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  rny  heav'n,  my  all  : 

4  There  fhall  T  bathe  my  weary  foul 
In  feas  of  hcav'nly  reft. 

Nor  feel  a  troubling  tempter's  call 
Diflurb  my  peaceful  breaft. 


HYMN    CCLXXXVII.       l,.    M. 

P  rayeriwder  temptation  f rem  the  tumults  of  the  ivorlJ. 

I  THE  billows  fwell,  the  winds  are  high. 

Clouds  overcafl  my  wintry  Iky  ; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call, 

My  fears  are  great,  my  flrength  is  fmall. 

1  O  Lord,  a  Saviour's  part  perform. 
And  guide  and  guard  me  thro'  the  florm ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threat 'nhig  ill. 
Control  the  waves,  fay, "  peace,  be  ftill." 
3  Amidft  the  roaring  of  the  fea, 
My  foul  ftill  hangs  her  hope  on  thee  ; 
Thy  conflant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
lb  ail  that  favcs  me  from  defpain 


H  Y  M  N     CCLXXXVIII. 

4  Dangers  of  ev'ry  fhape  and  name, 
Attend  the  follow'rs  of  the  Lamb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  fliore. 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

5  God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call, 
Affli6ted  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 

When  the  great  vv'ater-floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail ! 


HTMN    CCLXXXVIII.         C.    M. 
Perplexity  relieved, 
I  ANXIOUS,  I  ftrove  to  find  the  way 

Which  to  falvation  led  ; 
I  liften'd  long,  I  try'd  to  pray, 

And  heard  what  many  faid. 
%  When  fome  of  joys  and  comforts  told, 

I  fear'd  that  I  v/as  wrong  ;  . 
For  I  was  ftupid,  dead,  and  cold, 

Had  neither  joys  nor  ibng. 

3  The  Lord  my  lab'ring  heart  relicv'-J, 
And  made  my  burden  light ; 

Then  for  a  moment  I  belicv'd, 
And  thought  that  all  v/as  right. 

4  Of  fierce  temptations  others  talk'i.'. 
Of  anguifli  and  diimay ; 

Thro'  what  dillreires  they  had  vvulk' J , 
Before  they  fou/id  the  way. 

5  Ah  !  then  I  thought  my  hopes  vvcr,'  % 
For  I  had  lly'd  at  eafe  ; 

I  wiili'd  for  all  my  fears  again, 
To  make  me  more  like  thefc. 

6  I  had  my  wlfh,  the  Lord  difcIci'J 
The  evils  of  my  heart ; 

And  left  my  naked  foul  expoi'i 
To  Satan's  fiery  dart. 


^34—1        HYMN     CCLXXXiX, 

7  Alas !  I  cry'd  in  deep  defpair, 
Borne  down  with  fearful  pain  ! 

?Io\v  can  I  thefe  fierce  terrors  bear, 
And  who  will  now  fuftain  ! 

8  Again  my  Saviour  brought  me  aid> 
And  when  he  fet  me  free, 

"  Truft  fnnply  on  my  word,"  he  faid,. 
"  And  leave  the  reft  to  me." 


H7MN    CCLXXXIX.       SeVCHS. 
Th; fever eign  call  of  Chr'ifl, 
I   IN  his  own  appointed  hour. 
To  my  heart  the  Saviour  fpolce  ; 
Touch'd  me  by  his  fpirit's  pow'r, 
And  my  dang'rous  flumber  broke. 
1  Then  I  fav>'  and  own'd  my  guilt, 
Soon  my  gracious  Lord  reply 'd  : 
"  Fear  not,  1  my  blood  have  fpilt, 
'Twas  for  fuch  as  thee  I  dy'd." 

3  Shame  and  wonder,  joy  and  love, 
All  at  once  pofTeiVd  my  heart ; 
Can  I  hope  thy  grace  to  prove, 
After  afting  fuch  a  part  ? 

4  "  Thou  haf!:  greatly  finn'd,  he  faid,. 
But  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 

I  myfelf  thy  debt  have  paid. 
Now  I  bid  thee  rife  and  live." 


HYMN    CCXC.  _     C.    M. 
Old  things  are  paffed  aiv3"'U 
I  LET  carnal  minds  the  world  purfuf 

It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 

Once  I  admir'd  its  trifles  too,, 

But  2^rac£  baa  ix  aic  free.. 


HYMN     CCXCI.  [—21$ 

Z  Its  pleafures  now  no  longer  pleafe, 

No  more  content  afford ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  thefe, 

Now  I  have  feen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day, 
The  liars  are  all  conceal'd ; 

So  earthly  pleafures  fade  away, 
When  Jefus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 
I  bid  them  all  depart ; 

His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice. 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 
And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 

But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 
A  worthlefs  worm  like  me  ? 

6  Yes,  though  of  finners  I'm  the  worll, 
I  cannot  doubt  thy  will  ; 

For  if  thou  hadft  not  lov'd  me  firll, 
I  had  refus'd  thee  ftilL 

HYMN    CCXCI.       L.    M. 

'^Hatred  sf  fm.  ■ 

I  MOST  holy  Lord  !  I  love  thy  truth, 
Nor  dare  thy  leaft  commandment  flight ; 
Yet  pierc'd  by  fin,  the  ferpent's  tooth, 
I  mourn  the  anguifh  of  the  bite. 
a  But  though  the  polfon  lurks  within, 
Hope  bids  me  flill  with  patience  wait ; 
Till  death  fhall  fet  me  free  from  fm. 
Free  from  the  only  thing  I  hate. 

3  Had  I  a  throne  above  the  reft, 
Where  angeh  and  archangels  dwell  ; 


-6—]  HYMN     CCXCIT. 

One  fin,  unflain  within  my  breaft, 
Would  make  that  heav'n  as  dark  as  hell. 

4  But  there  no  foe  invades  the  blifs, 
When  glory  crowns  the  Chriftian's  head ; 
One  view  of  Jefus  as  he  is, 
Will  ftrike  all  fm  forever  dead. 


HVMN    CCXCn.       L.    M. 

Prayer  fjr  grace.     Pfa.  cvi.  4.  5. 

1   PvEMEMBER  us,  we  pray  thee.  Lord, 
\Vith  thofe  w)io  love  thy  gracious  name  ; 
And  to  o-i:r  folds  that  good  afford, 
Thy  promife  has  prepared  for  them. 

1  To  U5  thy  great  falvatlon  fhow, 
Give  us  a  tafte  of  love  divine  ; 
Tliat  v»  e  thy  people's  joy  may  know, 
And  in  their  holy  triumph  join. 


HVMN  ccxciii.     Sevens. 
Com'njy  to  the  throne  of  grace. 
I   NOT  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze, 
But  to  Zion's  throne  of  grace. 
By  a  way  mark'd  out  with  blood. 
Sinners  now  approach  to  God. 
a  Not  to  hear  the  fiery  law. 
But  with  humble  joy  to  draw 
Water  by  that  well  fupply'd, 
Jefus  open'd  when  he  dy'd. 

3  Lord,  there  are  no  flreams  but  thine, 
Can  affuage  a  thirft  like  mine  ; 
'Tis  a  thirft  thyfelf  didft  give. 
Let  me  therefore  drink  and  live. 


HYMN     CCXCIV.  [—237 

HYMN    CCXCIV.       L.  M. 
A  hymn  for  the  begirmhig  of  ivorjbip, 

1  THY  prefence,  gracious  God,  afford, 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixt  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Diilrading  thoughts  and  cares  remove. 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 

And  fatisf)''d  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  thy  facred  word  apply, 
With  fov'reign  pow'r  and  energy  ; 
And  may  we  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  pradice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  faving  pov.  'r  and  love  difplay, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 


HYMN    CCXCV.       L.    M. 

At  diftriijpon. 

1  DISMISS  us  with  thy  blcfling,  Lord, 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word, 
All  that  has  been  amifs  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

a  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, 
Walh  all  our  works  in  Jcfu's  blood  ; 
Give  ev'ry  fetter'd  foul  releafe, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 


238—1  HYMN     CCXC\a.    • 

HYMN  ccxcvi.     Eights  and  Sevens. 
^he  fame. 

1  LORD,  dlfmifs  us  with  thy  blefllng, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  •; 

J^et  us  each  thy  love  polTefling, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 
O  refrefh  us ! 
IVav'iing  through  this  wildernefs, 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gofpel's  joyful  found, 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  falvation 

In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 
May  thy  prefcnce 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  fignal's  given. 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away  ; 

Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 

Glad  to  leave  ouf  cumbrous  clay, 
May  we  ready, 
Rife  and  reign  in  endlefs  day  ! 


HYMN    CCXCVII.       C.    M. 

Seeking frjl  the  kingdom  of  God,  'd'c.  Matt.    vi.  ^'l. 
I   NOW  let  a  true  ambition  rife. 

And  ardor  fii-e  our  breaft, 
To  reign  in  v.orlds  above  the  fkies, 

In  heav'nly  glories  drell-. 

a  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 

A  radiant  crown  difplay, 
Wliofe  gems  with  vivid  Iut>re  Ihinc, 

Whib  ftars  and  fun  decay. 

3  Away,  each  grov'ling  anxious  care, 
Beneath  a  Chriflian's  thought ; 


HYMN     CCXCVill.  [—23^ 

T  fpring-  to  felze  immortal  joys, 
Which  my  Redeemer  bought. 

5  Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  purfue  ; 
Nor  ihall  ye  want  the  goods  of  earth, 

While  heav'n  is  kept  in  view. 

HYMN    CCXCVIIl.       L.    M. 

Parting  ivith  carnal  joys^ 

1  I  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away, 
Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
Falfe  as  the  fmooth  deceitful  fea,     , 
And  empty  as  the  whiflling  wu-'-. 

2  Your  ftreams  were  floating  me  along 
IDown  to  the  gulph  of  black  defp.iir  • 
And  whilft  1  lilten'd  to  your  fong. 

Your  ftreams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there, 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchkfs  grace, 
That  warn'd  m.e  of  that  dark  abyfs. 
That  drew  me  from  thofe  trcach'rous  feas 
And  bid  me  feek  fuperior  blifs. 

4  Now  to  the  Ihining  realms  above, 

I  ftretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyes  ; 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  Ikics ! 

5  There  from  the  bofom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  cndltfs  pleafure  roll : 
There  would  I  fix  my  lait  abode, 
ArA  drowu  the  foiTows  of  my  foul. 


2  40~]  HYMN     CCXCIX. 

HYMN    CCXCIX.       L.     M. 
The  vanity  of  creatures, 
I   MAN  has  a  foul  of  vaft  defires, 
He  burns  within  with  rcftlefs  fires, 
Tofs'd  to  and  fro,  his  paiTions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

a  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  fohd  good  to  fill  the  mind  ; 
Wc  try  new  pleafures,  but  v/e  feel 
The  inward  thirftand  torment  ftiU, 

3  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  fhift  from  fide  to  fide  by  turns. 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God  !  fubdue  this  vicious  thirft, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dull ; 

Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind. 
And  feed  our  fouls  with  joys  refin'd. 

HYMN    CCC.       L.    M. 

The  fovereignty  of  grace.     Luke  X.  %\.  2  J. 
I  THERE  was  an  hour  wiien  Chriil  rejoic'd. 
And  fpoke  his  joys  in  words  of  praife  ; 
"  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
"  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heav'ns  and  fea?. 
%  I  thank  thy  fov'rcign  pow'r  and  love. 
That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  fuccefs  ; 
And  makes  the  babes  in  knov/ledge  learn 
The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of  grac» 

3   But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd 
From  men  of  prudence  and  of  wit  : 
The  prince  of  darknefs  blinds  their  eyes, 
4nd  their  own  pride  refifts  the  light. 


11  Y  M  N  C'CCI.  L— 24t 

i  ather  'tis  thus,  becaufe  ti  y  will 
Chofe  and  orckiiii'd  it  lliould  be  fo  ; 
'Tis  thy  delight  t'  abafc  the  proud, 
And  lay  the  haughty  fcorxncr  low. 
t;  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
But  thofe  who  learn  it  from  tlie  Son  : 
Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  rccciv'd. 
But  where  the  Father  .makes  him  known.'' 
6  Then  let  our  fouls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  graces  as  he  pleafc ; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account 
Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees. 

I'YMN    ccci.      i.   M.' 

Piuyer  for  grace. 

I  O  THOU,  to  whole  ali-fearching  iigbt 
The  darknefsiliineth  as  the  light, 
Sear  h,  prove  my  heart  and  let  it  be 
Frec'd  from  thcle  bonds,  and  join'd  to  the  ! 

z  Walh  out  its  flains,  refine  its  drofs, 
Nail  my  aiTcdtions  to  the  crofs ! 
mllow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean, 

,",   If  in  this  darkforae  wild  I  flray, 
Be  thou  rtly  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 
No  toes,  no  violence  I  fear, 
No  fraud,  whih  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 
4  Wl^en  riling  floods  my  foulo'erflow, 
When  fmliing  deep  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jefus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 
\\\A  rail":  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 
L 


242—]  H  Y  M  N     CCCII. 

5  O  let  thy  hand  fupphrt  me  ft  ill, 
And  lead  mc  to  thy  holy  hill ! 
V/hen  toil,  and  grief,  anil  pain  fhall  ceafe, 
Where  zli  is  calm,  and  all  is  peace. 

HVMN    CCCII.       L.   M. 
77;f  heal'itudes.  Matth.  V.  2 — i  2. 
I   ELESS'D  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
7'htir  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
Treiifures  of  grace  to  thtm  arc  giv'n, 
And. crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  hcav'n. 
a  Blefs'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart : 
The  biood  of  Chrift  divinely  flows, 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes, 

3  Blefs'd  are  the  meek,  who  fland  afar 
From  rage  and  paflion,  noifc  and  war  ; 
God  will  fecure  their  happy  flate, 
And  plead  their  caufe  againil  the  great. 

4  Blefs'd  are  the  fouls  that  thrift  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs ! 
They  fnall  bev/ell  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  Ilreams  and  living  bread. 

5  Blefs'd  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move, 
And  melt  v/ith  f)'mpathy  and  love ; 
From  Chrift  the  Lord  faall  they  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again. 

6  Blefs'd  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  are  clean 
rrom  the  defiling  pow"rs  of  fm ; 

With  endlefs  pieafure  they  ihall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  purity. 

•r  Blefs'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
\^'■l:o  Que^ich  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife ; 


11  Y   M  i\     CCClil.  [— ;43' 

They  n-iall  b.^  call'd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
The  Ions  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Blcf-^'d  ar?  the  fufF'rers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  fhame  for  Jefu's  fake  ; 
Their  fouls  ihall  triumph  in  the  Lord,  • 
Glory  and  joy  arc  their  reward. 

I'.vMN  ccciii.  L.  u.     In  three  parts. 

Cbarafie,--:  of  Chvl ft  bor  reived  from  inanimate  things 
i/i  fcripture. 

PART  I. 

1  GO  '.vorfiiip  at  Emmanuel's  foet. 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet  i 
Earth  Is  too  narrow  to  exprefs 
His  itvorth,«his  glory,  or  his  grace . 

2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 
But  fonic  faint  fhadows  of  ray  Lord; 
Nature,  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Mufl  mingle  colours  not  her  own. 

3  Is  he  compar'd  to  wine  or  bread  ? 
Dear  Lord,  our  fouls  would  thus  be  fed : 
That  flefli,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 

Is  bread  of  life,  is  heav'niy  wine. 

4  Is  ^  a  treo  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves; 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough. 
Is  David's  root  uad  offspring  too. 

5  Is  he  a  rofe  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fraprancy  in  all  her  fields  ; 
Or,  if  the  iily  he  affume. 

The  vallics  bie'.b  the  rich  perfume. 


^44—]  H  Y  M  N     CCCIi. 

6  Is  he  a  vine  ?  His  heav'nly  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruii ; 
O  let  a  lafting  xii.ion  join 

My  foul  to  Chrift,  tlie  living  vine  ! 
PART  H. 

7  Is  Chriit  the  head  ?  Each  member  lives, 
And  ovvHs  the  vital  pov,'Vs  he  gives; 
The  faints  below,  and  faints  above,    ' 
Join'd  by  his  Spii^and  his  love. 

o  Is  he  a  fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 
And  hesl  the  plague  of  fm  and  death  ; 
Thefe  Vv^aters  all  my  foul  renevv', 
And  cleanfe  my  fpotted  garments  too. 

9  Is  he  a  fire  ?  He'll  purge  my  drcfs ; 
But  the  true  gold  fuftaiiis  no  lofs : 
Like  a  refiner  fliall  he  fit, 

And- tread  the  refufe  with  his  feet. 

10  Is  he  a  rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves ! 
The  Rock  of  ages  never  moves; 

Yet  the  fweet  flreams  that  frcm  h.im  flow 
Attend  us  all  the  dcfert  thro'. 

11  Is  he  a  way  ?  He  leads  to  God  ; 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood  : 
There  would  I  walk  with  hope  and  zeal. 
Till  I  arrive  at  Zion's  hill. 

I  a  Is  he  a  door  ?  I'll  enter  in  ; 
Behold  the  pafturcs  large  and  green  ; 
A  paradife  divinely  fair, 
None  but  the  (beep  have  freedom  tlierc, 

PAR.T  III, 
13  Is  Chrlft  defign'd  a  corner  ftone, 
For  men  to  build  their  h-.  av'n  upon  ? 
I'll  make  him  my  foundation  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below. 


HYMN     CCCIV.  [—245 

14  Is  he  a  temple  ?  I  adore 

Th'  indvvTc-lling  majcfty  and  pow'r  : 
And  ilill  tc  his  mo.l  holy  place,  • 
Whene'er  I  pray ,  I  turn  my  face. 

15  Is  he  a  flar  ?  He  breaks  the  night, 
Piercing  tlie  (had^s  vith  dawning  light ; 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 

I  know  the  bright,  the  morning  ftar. 

16  Is  he  a  fun  ?  His  beams  arc  grace, 
His  coiirrc  is  joy  and  righetcufnefs  : 
Nations  rejoice,  when  he  appears 

To  chafe  their  clouds  and  dry  their  tears. 

17  O  let  mc  climb  thefe  higher  fldcs, 
Where  ftorms  and  darknefs  never  rife  ! 
There  lie  difplays  his  pow'rs  abroad, 
And  fhincs  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God. 

18  Nor  earth,  nor  feas,  nor  fun,  nor  ftars, 
Nor  heav'n  his  full  rcfemblance  bears ; 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  v/e  behold  him  face  to  face. 


HYMN    CCCIV.       L.    M. 

The  names  and t'llles  of  Chr'ijl ^from feveral fcriptures . 
1   'TIS  from  the  treafures  of  his  word 
I  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord  ; 
Nor  art,  nor  nature  can  fupply ^ 
Sufficient  forms  of  majelly. 

1  Bright  Image  of  the  Father's  face, 

Sliining  wit!\  undimlnifli'd  rays, 

Th'  eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 

The  heir  and  partner  of  his  throne. 

3  The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  mofl  high,        y*^ 

Write?  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh ; 


24'5-~]  HYMN     CCCV. 

He  wears  a  garment  dipp'd  in  blood, 
And  brei^s  the  nations  \\  ith  his  rod. 

4  Wiiere  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  Lamb  refents  his  injur'd  love, 
Awal^es  his  wrath  without  delay, 

And  Judah's  Lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  cf  peace  he  comes. 
What  winning  titles  he  aflumes ! 
Light  of  the  world,  and  life  of  men  ; 
Nor  bears  thofe  characSlers  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  pity  in  his  heart 
Re  adcs  the  Mediator's  part ! 

A  friend  and  brottitT  he  appears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  name  he  wears. 

7  At  length  the  Judge  his  throne  afceEds, 
Divides  the  rebels  frcnv  his  friends, 

And  faints  in  full  fruition  prove 
His  rich  variety  of  love. 

HYMN   CCCV.     L.   M.     In  two  p.irts. 
Ths  offices  of  Chr'lifromfcveralfcr'iptures, 
I  JOIN  all  the  names  of  love  and  pow'r 
That  ever  men  or  angels  bore, 
All  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  worth. 
Or  fet  Emmanuel's  glory  forth. 

a  But  O  what  condefcending  ways 
He  takes  to  teach  his  heavVJy  grace ! 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  fee, 
What  forms  of  love  he  bare  to  me. 

3  The  "  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  {lands  " 
With  his  commifiion  in  his  hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  xnilder  throne, 
To  make  the  great  falvatiou  known. 


HYMN     CCCV.  [—247 

4  Great  Prophet,  let  me  blefs  thy  name  ^ 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  came, 

Of  wrath  appeas'd,  of  fins  forgiv'n, 
Of  hell  fuhdu'd,  and  peace  with  heav'n. 

5  My  bright  Example,  and  my  Guide, 
I  would  be  walkinj^  near  thy  fide  ; 

0  let  me  never  run  all  ray, 
Nor  follow  the  forbidden  way  ! 

6  1  love  my  Shepherd,  he  fhall  keep 
My  wand'ring  foul  amongft  his  fheep  : 
He  feeds  his  flocks,  he  calls  their  names, 
And  in  his  bofom  bears  the  lambs. 

7  My  Surety  undertakes  my  caufe, 
Anfw'ring  his  Father's  broken  laws ; 
Behold  my  foul  at  freedom  fet, 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt. 
PART  II. 

8  Jcfus,  my  great  Hig^h  Prieft,  has  dy'J, 

1  feck  no  facrifice  bcfiJe  ; 

His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone. 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

9  My  Advocate  appears  on  high, 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by  ; 
Not  all  that  earth  or  Jiell  can  fay. 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away. 

10  My  Lord,  my  Conqu'ror,  and  my  King, 
Thy  fceptre  and  thy  fword  I  fing ; 

Thine  is  the  vit5t'ry,  and  I  fit 
A  joyful  fubjedt  at  thy  feet. 

1 1  Afpire  my  foul  to  glorious  decda. 
The  C?aptain  of  faivation  leads  ; 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day, 
TUo'  dcaih  and  hell,  obflrud  tlie  way. 


248—]  HYMN     CCCVI. 

I  a  Should  death  and  hell,  and  pow'rs  unknown 
Put  all  their  forms  ofmifchief  on, 
I  fhall  be  fafe  ;  for  Chriil  difplays 
Salvation  in  more  fov'reign  ways. 


HYMN    CCCVI.     Sixes  and  Fours. 

To  the  Trinity. 
1  COME,  Thou  Almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  fing, 

Help  U3  to  pralfe  I 
Father,  all  glorious. 
O'er  all  vidlorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  u?, 

Antient  of  days ! 

2r  Jefus,  our  Lord,  arife, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fail ! 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  fure  defence  be  made, 
Our  fouls  on  thee  be  ftay'd : 

Lord,  hear  our  call ! 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  word. 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  fword, 

Our  pray'rs  attend ! 
Come  and  thy  people  blefs, 
And  give  thy  word  fuccefs ; 
Spirit  of  holinefs- 

On  us  defcend ! 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  facred  witnefs  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  ! 
Thou  who  Almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart. 
And  ne'er  from  us  deparr, 

Spirit  oi"  pov/'r  ! 


H  Y  M  N     CCCVII.  [—249 

5  To  the  great  one  in  three 
Eternal  prailcs  be, 

Hence  evermore  ; 
His  Sov'rcign  majefty 
May  we  in  glory  fee, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


HYMN    CCCVn.       C.    M. 
Neiv  Tear's  Hymn. 

1  NOW,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal, 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ; 

Now  let  us  all  thy  prefence  feel, 
And  foften  hearts  of  ftone  ! 

2  Help  us  to  venture  near  thy  throne, 
And  plead  a  Saviour's  name  ; 

For  all  that  we  can  call  our  own, 
Is  vanity  and  fhame. 

J  From  all  the  f:uilt  of  former  fin 

IVIay  mercy  lot  us  free, 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin. 

Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

4  Send  down  thy  fpirit  from  aLovc". 
That  faints  may  love  thee  more  , 

And  finners  now^  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  lov'd  before. 

5  And  when  before  thee  we  appear. 
In  our  eternal  liome, 

May  growing  numbers  worfhip  thee, 
And  praiie  theo  in  our  room. 
L  % 


250—]  Y  M  H  N     CCCVill. 

HYMN    CCCVTII.       L.    M. 

A7?other. 
I   O  LORD,  by  thy  fupporting  hand, 
We  enter  on  another  year  ; 
And  now  we  meet  at  thy  command, 
I'o  feek  thy  gracious  prefence  here. 

-:   Have  mercy  on  our  num'rous  youtl* , 
Who  young  in  years  arc  old  in  fm ; 
And  by  thy  fpirit  and  thy  truth, 
Shew  them  the  flate  their  fouls  are  in. 

3  Then,  by  a  Saviour's  dying  love 
To  evVy  wounded  heart  reveal'd, 
Temptations,  fears,  and  guilt  remove, 
And  be  their  fun,  and  ftrengtli,  and  fhield. 

4  To  mourners  fpeak  a  cheering  w'ord, 
On  fceking  fouls  vouchfafe  to  fliine  ; 
Let  poor  backfliders  be  reftor'd, 

And  all  thy  faints  in  praifes  join. 

5  O  hear  our  pray'r  and  give  us  hope, 

'  That  Avhen  thy  voice  fhall  call  us  home, 
Thou  ftill  wilt  raife  a  people  up,     " 
T9  Icve  and  pi-:.ife  thee  in  our  room. 

HYMN    CCeXX.       C.    M. 

Plcadhi;yfor  r-:.!  r.'.'tb  youth. 

I   SIN  has  in:  '   ■  '  race, 

ButJ^fas-hu .  . 

Al'  who  believe  nnd  truft  h's  jj-race, 

,rar. 


.•-::u  £ive  thti-n  by  ihy  truth. 


H  Y  M  N     CCCX.  [~-25E 

i  Come  Lord,  and  bicfs  the  riling  race  ! 

Make  this  an  happy  hour, 

^\ccordmgto  thy  richett  grace, 

And  thine  almighty  pow'r. 

4  Dear  youth,  we  know  your  flnful  Hate  ; 
(May  God  your  hearts  renew  !) 

We  would  a  \vhile  ourfclves  forget ; 
To  pour  out  pray'r  for  you. 

5  We  fee,  though  you  perceive  it  not, 
Th'  approaching,  awful  doom; 

O  tremble  at  the  foiemn  thought, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come  ! 

6  [Dear  Saviour,  let  this  new  born  year 
Spread  an  alarm  abroad  ; 

And  cry,  in  ev'ry  carelefs  ear, 
*'  Prepare  to  meet  thy  God  !"] 


HYMN    CCCX.       L.    M. 
J'Vinter^  or  the  divine  prefcnce  ivithdraivn, 
t   SEE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand, 
Has  i!;ripp'd  the  trees,  and  feal'd  the  ground 
But  Ipi'ing  will  foon  his  rage  vv  ithftand, 
And  fpread  new  beauties  all  around. 

%  Aly  foul  a  Iharper  v/inter  mourns  ; 
Barren  and  fruitlefs  I  remain  ; 
Whenv/ill  the  gentle  fpring  return, 
And  bid  the  graces  grow  again  ? 

3  Jcfus,  my  glorious  Sun.  arife  ! 
'Tis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move  ; 

Oh  !  huih  thefe  llorms  and  clear  my  fkics, 
And  let  me  feci  thy  vital  love  i 

4  Dear  Lord,  regard  my  feeble  cry, 
I  faict  and  droop  till  thou  appear  ; 
Wilt  thou  permit  thy  plant  to  die  I 
Muft  it  be  winker  all  the  year  ? 


2^1—]  HYMN     CCCXI. 

5  Be  ftill,  my  foul,  and  wait  his  hour, 
With  humble  pray'r  and  patient  faith  ; 
Till  he  reveals  his  gracious  pov/'r, 
Repofe  on  what  his  promife  faith. 

6  He,  by  whofe  all  commanding  word, 
Seafons  their  changing  courfe  maintain  ; 
In  ev'ry  change  a  pledge  affords. 
That  none  ihall  feek  his  face  in  vain. 

HYMN    CCCXI.       C.    M. 

spying,  or  the  rettn-n  of  the  divine  prefence. 
I  AT  length  the  wifh'd  for  fpring  is  come ; 

How  alter'd  is  the  fcene  ! 
The  trees  and  fhrubs  are  dreft  in  bloom, 

The  earth  array'd  in  green. 

a  I  fee  my  Saviour  from  on  high. 
Break  through  the  clouds  and  Ihine  ! 

No  creature  now  more  blefh  than  I, 
No  fong  more  loud  than  mine. 

3  Thy  word  does  all  my  hope  revive, 
It  overcomes  iny  foes  : 

It  makes  my  languid  graces  thrive. 
And  bioffom  like  the  rofe. 

4  Dear  Lord,  a  monument  I  Hand, 
Of  what  thy  grace  can  do, 

Uphold  me  by  thy  gracious  hand, 
Each  changing  feafon  through^ 


HYMN    CCCXII. 


Sitrnmer,  rr  all  jlejh  l:he  grajs.     Ifaiah  xl.  6 — 8. 
I  THE  grafs  and  flow'rs,  which  clothe  the  field, 

And  look  fo  green  and  gay  ; 
Touch'd  by  the  fcythe,  dcfcncelefs  yield, 

And  fall,  and  fade  away. 


II  Y  M  N     CCCXia  [—7.5  J 

Ji  Fit  emblem  of  our  mortal  flute  ! 

Thus  in  the  Icripture  gla'fs, 
The  youn^,  the  ilroMg-,the  wiLvthc  great. 

May  fee  themfelve^  but  grals. 

3  Ah  !  truft  not  to  your  fleeting  breath, 
Nor  call  your  time  your  own  ; 

Around  you  fee  the  fcythe  of  death 
Is  mowing  thoufands  down. 

4  And  you,  who  hitherto  are  fpar'd, 
Mufl  fhortly  yield  your  lives  ; 

Your  wifdom  is  to  be  prepar'd, 
Before  the  flroke  arrives. 

5  The  grafs,  when  dead,  revives  no  more : 
You  die  to  live  again  ; 

Beware  left  death  fliould  prove  the  door 
To  everlailhig  pain. 

6  Lord,  help  us  to  obey  thy  call. 
And  all  our  fins  remove, 

That  when  like  grafs  ov.r  bodies  fall, 
Our  fouls  may  rife  above. 


HYMN    CCCXIII.       L.    M. 

Autumn  f  or  the  harveji  is  the  end  of  the  zvotld. 
Matthew  xiii.  39. 

1  SEE  hov/  brown  autumn  fpreads  the  field  ; 
Mark  how  the  whit'ning  hills  are  turn'd  ; 
Behold  tht  m  to  the  reapers  yield, 

The  wheat  is  fav'd,  the  tares  are  burn'd. 

2  Thus  the  great  Judge  with  glory- crown'd, 
Defceuds  to  reap  the  ripen'd  earth  ; 
Angelic  guards  attend  him  down, 

The  fiime  who  fang  his  humble  birth. 

3  In  found?  of  glory,  hear  him  fpeak  ; 

"  Go  fcarch  around  the  flaming  world, 


254—]  HYMN     CCCXIV. 

Hafle,  call  my  faints,  to  rife  and  take 

The  feats  from  -which  their  foes  were  hurl'd. 

4  "  Go  burn  the  chaff  in  endlefsfire, 

In  flames  unquench'd  confume  each  tare ; 
Sinners  muft  feel  my  hoiy  ire, 
And  fink  in  guilt  to  deep  dcfpair." 

5  Thus  ends  the  h?rveft  of  the  earth, 
Angels  obey  the  awful  voice  : 

They  fave  the  wheat,  they  burn  the  cbaiT, 
AUheav'n  approves  the  fov'reign  choice. 

HYMN    CCCXIV.       L.    M. 

The  feafcns,  or,  the  year  eroiuned ivith  d'fv'me govdnffs. 

Pfalm  Ixv.  II. 
I  ETERNAL  fource  of  ev'ry  joy  ! 
Well  may  thy  praife  our  lips  employ, 
We  haii  that  gccdnefs  ever  near, 
Which  richly  crowns  the  circling  year. 

a  While  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  fupports  the  Heady  pole  : 
The  fun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rife, 
And  darknefs  when  to  veil  the  Ikies. 

3  The  flow'ry  fpring  at  thy  command 
Embalms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  : 
The  fummcr  rays  with  vigor  Ihinf , 
To  raife  the  corn,  and  cherr  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coafls  redundant  llores  • 
And  winters,  foften^d  by  thy  care, 

Ko  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seafons,  and  months,  and  ^-/eek3,  and  days 
Demand  fuccelTive  fongs  of  praife  ; 

Still  be  the  chearful  homage  paid 
With  op'ning  light,  and  ev'ning  fliadc. 


H  Y  M  N     CCCXV.  [—255 

6  Here  in  thy  houfe  (liall  inctnft  rife, 
As  circling  fabbaths  biefs  our  eyes  ; 
Still  will  we  make  thy  mercies  knowtj, 
Around  thy  board,  and  i-ound  our  own. 

7  O  may  our  more  harmonious  tongue s. 
In  worlds  unknown  purfue  the  Songs  ; 
And  in  thofe  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  d.ays  and  years  revolve  no  more. 


HYMM    CCCXy.        C.    M. 
A  mor/;i/:g  hymn. 
I   'TWAS  the  eternal  word  that  fpaki:^ 

And  raid,  "  Let  tliere  be  light," 
It  was,  and  at  his  high  command, 
Sprang  from  the  womb  of  night. 

a  He  bids  tlie  day-fpring  know  its  place, 

And  guides  the  rifing  fim  : 
All  nature  ov/ns  her  fov'reign  Lord, 

And  what  he  wills  is  done. 

3  Should  h?  forbid  the  fun  to  rife. 
And  cndlef'^  darknefs  reign  : 

Jnftice  v,-ou';d  flL-nce  every  mouth, 
Nor  let  a  tho'jght  complain. 

4  Thus,  had  the  Svn  of  Righteoulhors, 
Never  arcfe  and  fnone. 

The  frowning  Heav'ns  had  flafh'd  with  wr;.tfl, 
For  crimes,  v/hich  v/e  have  clone. 

5  Then  had  falvatlon  ne'er  appcnr'd, 
Nor  angels  fung  of  peace  ; 

The  anthem  never  had  begun, 
Whick  now  wiil  never  ceafe. 

6  Eat  thanks  to  God,  the  nat'ral  Sun, 
Does  light  and  heat  convey, 

he.  Sun  of  Right'ioufnefswill  faine 


v:6~]  HYMN     CCCjXVJ. 

iiy.MN  cccxYi.    Sevens. 

A  hyinn  to  he  rcpe.'ted ivhen  riling, 
I   NOW  the  fliades  of  Eight  are  gone: ; 
Kow  the  mornhig  light  i;;  come  ; 
Lord,  may  1  be  thine  to-day, 
i^rive  the  fhades  of  fin  away. 

.,  Fill  my  foul  with  heav'niy  light, 
.jianifli  doubt  and  cleanfe  my  fight ; 
111  thy  fervice,  Lord,  to-day, 
Help  me  labor,  help  me  pray. 

3  Keep  my  haughty  pafllons  bound. 
Save  me  from  my  foes  around ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in. 

Keep  me  fafe  from  ev'ry  fin. 

4  When  my  work  of  life  is  pall:, 
Oh  !  receive  me  then  at  laft  ! 
Night  of  fin  will  be  no  more, 
"When  i  reach  the  heav'niy  fhore. 

nvMN   cccxvii.     c.  M.. 

A  morning  Hymn. 
I   VITH  thee,  great  God,  the  ftores  of  lie  hi, 

And  ilores  of  darknds  lie  ; 
Thou  forrn'ft  the  fable  veil  of  night, 

And  Ipreadll  it  round  the  fk^, 
%  And  when  with  welcome  Anmber  prefs'd, 

We  clofe  our  weary  eyes. 
Thy  pow'r  unfeen,  fecures  our  reft, 

And  makes  us  joyful  rife. 
-1   Numbers,  this  right,  great  God,  have  met 

Their  long  eternal  doom  ; 
And  lofl  the  joys  of  morning  light 

In  death';  tremendous  gloom. 


HYMN     CCCXVIII.        I— 257 

4  Numbers  on  rcftlefs  beds  flill  lie, 
And  ftill  their  woes  bewail ; 

While  we,  by  thy  kind  hand  uprals'd, 
A  thoufand  pleafures  feel. 

5  To  thee,  great  God,  in  thankful  fongs, 
Our  morning  thoughts  arife  : 

Propitious  in  thy  Son,  accept 
The  willing  facrifice. 


HYMN    CCCXVTII.       L.    M. 
ji/t  evening  hymn. 
I   BLEST  Lord,  when  darknef^  veils  the  fields, 
Prevent  the  flumber  of  my  eyes  ; 
Till  bow'd  before  the  kmg  of  kings, 

1  alk  myfelf  the  following  things. 

2  Where  have  I  been,  what  have  I  doae  ? 
To  wl'.at  new  follies  have  I  run  ? 

Have  I  obferv'd  each  riling  thought ; 

And  done  the  things  which  God  hath  taught  ? 

3  Do  fecret  thoughts  and  adlions  prove 
My  love  to  God  who  reigns  above  ? 
Do  my  affedlions  rife  on  high, 

As  days  and  nights  fucceffive  fly  ? 

4  Do  I  rejoice  in  that  wife  plan. 
Which  governs  all  tli'  affairs  of  man 
Gives  life,  and  health,  and  joy,  and  re.  . 
Or  fends  affliction  when  'tis  bell  ? 

5  And  when  God's  holy  law  I  hear. 
Does  it  alarm  my  heart  v.^ith  fear  ? 
Or  does  it  fweetly  rule  within, 

And  make  me  hate  and  fly  from  fin  ? 

6  Lord,  help  me  fee  and  try  my  heart, 
And  fearch  me  through  In  every  part  ; 
Clennfe  me  from  fin  and  warm  my  love, 

as  fit  me  for  the  world  ?bovc. 


258—]  H  Y  M  N      CCCXIX. 

HYMN    CCCXI3.       C.    M, 
y^ft  £"jening  hymn. 

1  INDULGENT  Father  !  by  whofe  care, 
I've  pafs'd  another  day, 

Let  me  this  night  thy  mercy  fhare, 
And  teach  me  how  to  pray. 

2  Show  me  my  fins,  and  how  to  moan 
?.Iy  guilt  before  thy  face  : 

Dire6l  me,  Lord,  to  Chriil  alone, 
And  fave  me  by  thy  grace. 

3  Speak  to  my  confcience,  fpeat  thou  peace, 
Through  his  atoning  blood  : 

And  grant  m.e,  Lord,  a  full  relcafe 
From  fm's  opprellive  load. 

4  Shew  me  my  wants,  and  let  me  crave 
Nothing  but  what  is  right ; 

Help  me,  by  faith,  on  thee  to  live, 
I'hen  change  my  faith  to  fight. 

5  Open  to  me  thy  gracious  ear, 
Great  Cod  my  wants  fupply  ; 

Confirm  my  liope,  relieve- my  fear. 
And  bid  my  murm 'rings  die. 

^  Guide  me  through  life's  myfiu^rlous  path, 

Nor  l-.:t  nie  from  thee  flray  ; 
Preferve  my  fleeting,  mortal  breath 

Through  each  revolving  day. 

7  Let  each  returning  night  declare 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  ; 

And  ev'ry  hour  tliy  grace  prepare 
My  foul  for  ]&fs  above. 

8  And  v/hcn  on  earth  I  clofe  m.ins  eyes, 
To  fleep  in  death's  embrace, 

Let  m.e  to  heav'n  and  glory  rife, 
T'  CJ.'jcy  thy  fmiiiug  iis&. 


HYMN     CCCXX.  [—159 

HVMN     CCCXX.        C.    M. 

A  hymn  iv  be  repeated  on  going  to  rrjl. 

1  THE  day  is  pa-ft  and  gone, 
The  evening-  (hades  appear, 

O  may  I  ever  keep  in  mind, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  I  lay  my  garments  by, 
Upon  my  bed  to  reft  ; 

So  death  will  foon  remove  me  hence, 
And  leave  ray  foul  undreft. 

3  Lord  keep  me  fafe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  my  fears  ; 

May  angels  guard  me  while  I  flecp, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  I  early  rife, 

To  view  th'  unwearied  fun, 
May  I  let  out  to  win  the  prize 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  That  when  my  days  are  pall, 
And  I  from  time  remove, . 

Lord  I  may  in  thy  bofom  reft, 
The  bofoni  of  thy  love. 


HYMN    CCCXXI.       L.     1*1. 

AJk'ing  CbrijTs  prefence  en  the  Sabhatk- 
I  O  FOR  a  heart  to  praife  and  pray, 
To  fpend  with  Chrift  tlus  facred  day, 
For  wings  of  faith  to  foar  above. 
And  clafp  his  feet  in  arms  of  love. 

a  I'd  hold  him  fuft-,  till  he  fhould  give, 
A  word  of  grace  and  bid  me  live. 
I'd  plead  his  blood  for  guilt  and  fin, 
Till  he  ftiould  dcafe  from  every  ftaii*. 


26o— ]  HYMN    CCCXXII. 

3  On  him,  whofe  glories  fill  the  flcies, 

I'd  gaze  and  fix  my  wond'ring  eyes, 
Copy  his  beauties  on  my  heart, 
Till  love  transform  in  ev'ry  part. 

4  'Tis  he  can  clothe  my  naked  foul, 
And  by  a  word  can  make  me  whole  ; 
Send  peace  ar.d  patience  to  the  mind, 
And  give  a  heart  to  God  refign'd. 

HYMN  CCCXXII.     As  the  148th.  Pfalm, 

A  Hymn  for  the  LorcPs  day  morning. 

I  AWAKE,  our  drowfy  fouls, 

Shake  off  each  flothful  band. 

The  woFiders  of  this  day 

Our  noblefl  fongs  demand. 
Aufpicious  morn  !  thy  blifsful  rays, 
Bright  ferapbs  hail  in  fongs  of  praifc, 

%  At  thy  approaching  dawn,' 

Reludant  death  refign'd 

The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 

In  dark  domains  confin'd  : 
Th'  angelic  hoft  around  him  bends 
And  'midft  their  fliouts,  the  God  afcends. 

.?  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 

Heav'n  vv'ith  hofannas  rings  ; 

While  earth,  in  humbler  drains. 

Thy  praifc  refponfive  fings  : 
Worthy  rrt  thou,  who  once  waft  flain, 
Thro'  endicfs  years  to  live  and  reign. 

4  Gird  on,  great  God,  thy  fword, 

Afcend  thy  conquering  car, 

While  juftice,  truth,  and  love 

Mantain  the  glorious  war  : 
Vi<3:orlous  thou  thy  foes  fhall  tread, 
,4nd  fm  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 


HYMN    CCCXXin.  [—261 

5  Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 

And  wiug  th'  unerring  dart, 

Wiih  falulary  pangs, 

I'o  each  rebellious  heart : 
Then  dying  fouls  for  life  fhall  fue, 
Num'rous  as  drops  of  morning  dew. 


HYMN    CCCXXIII.       C.    M. 
A  Hymn  f.r  the  Evming  oj"  the  Lord''s  day, 

1  FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
To  filed  its  quick'ning  beams  ; 

And  yet  how  flow  devotion  burns  ! 
How  languid  are  its  flames ! 

2  Accept  my  faint  attempts  to  love, 
My  frailties,  Lord  forgive  ; 

I  would  be  like  thy  faints  above, 
And  praife  thee  while  I  live. 

3  Afiift  mi?  V  hile  I  wander  here, 
Amidll:  a  v\'orld  of  cares  : 

hicline  my  heart  to  pray  with  love. 
And  then  accept  my  pray'rs. 

4  Releafe  my  foul  from  every  chain, 
No  more  hell's  captive  led  ; 

And  pardon  a  repenting  child, 
For  whom  the  Saviour  bled. 

5  Sparc  me,  my  God,  O  fpare  the  foul, 
That  gives  itfelf  to  thee  ; 

Take  all  that  T  pofiefs  below, 
And  give  thy  face  to  fee. 

6  Thy  fpirit,  O  my  Father,  give, 
To  be  my  guide  and  friend. 

To  light  my  ways  to  ceafelefs  joys, 
To  Sabbaths  without  end. 


cC'S— ]  H  Y  M  N     CCCXXIV 


HYMN    CCCXXIV. 


The  eternal  Sabbath.      Heb.  Iv.  9. 
I  THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  reft  above; 
To  that  our  longing  fouls  afpire, 
With  ardent  pangs  of  ftrong  defire. 

a  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  diilrefs  ; 
Nor  fin  nor  hell  iliall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  foiigs. 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongue*. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  ft>es  ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repofe  ; 
Ko  midnight  ftiade,  no  clouded  fun, 
Obfcuresthe  luftre  of  thy  throne. 

4  Around  thy  throne,. grant  we  may  meet. 
And  give  us  but  the  loweft  feat  ; 

We'll  fhout  thy  praife,  and  join  the  fong 
Of  the  triumphant,  holy  throng. 


HYMN    CCCXXV.       C.    M. 

The  covenant  luith    Abraham    ami  all  believers  the 

fame. — A  hyfnnfur  baptlfm. 
I  V/HEN  God  the-Patriarch  Abr'am  call'd. 

And  chofe  him  for  his  own  ; 
«  Abr'am,  he  faid,  behold  thy  God, 

And  ov/n  thyfelf  my  fon. 

a  "  A  gracious  cov'nant  now  I  make, 

To  give  thee  Canaan's  reft  : 
From   thee  fhall  come  a  glorious  feed, 

To  make  the  nations  bkft. 

3  "  This  promife  is  to  thee  reveal'd 

To  raife  thy  hope  and  love  j 
By  faith  behold  thy  future  fon 


HYMN     CCCXXVT.  [—2 

4  "  Hear  my  command,  nor  dare  tranfgrefs, 
But  own  my  right  divine  1 

'Tis  circumcifion  I  ordain 
To  mark  thy  fons  as  mine. 

5  "  By  this  make  known  and  feal  thy  faith, 
Thy  children  give  to  God  ; 

And  k^arn  the  meaning  of  the  rite, 
Which  points  to  purer  blood." 

6  Lord  !  may  we  come  with  Ahr'ani's  faith, 
To  thee  our  infants  give  ; 

Accept  our  babes ,  impart  the  grace 
Which  makes  young  finners  live. 

7  Thy  cov'nant  ever  flands  the  fame, 
Seal'd  by  a  rite  that's  new 

Baptiz'd  and  mark'd,0  Lord,  as  thine, 
Now  form  their  hearts  anew. 


HYMN    CCCXXVI.       C.    M. 

LHih  children  prefcfited  to  Chrijl  in  Baptijm, 

1  HOW  great  our  glorious  Slifcpherd's  love, 
Difplay'd  in  all  its  forms  ! 

ric  feeds  h's  flock,  he  guards  his  lan-ibs^ 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  "  Forbid  them  not,"  he  fays,  "  to  coma 
And  tafte  a  Saviour's  love ; 

They  fland  within  my  kingdom  here, 
And  fliall  in  heav'n  above. 

3  "  In  all  my  promifes  of  good 
JMade  to  my  church  below, 

I  ne'er  forgot,  I  ftill  include 
Their  infant  offspring  too." 

4  Let  us  accept  the  offer'd  grace, 
And  give  our  babes  to  God, 

By  faith  apply  the  gtfpei  feal 
yihkb,  ^Q]X,u  to  Jefu's  bloQd. 


264—]         HYMN    CCCXXVn. 

'^  Encourag'd  by  his^vord  we  come, 

With  humble  hope  Infpir'd  ; 
That  he  will  take  them  in  his  arms, 

And  give  the  grace  requir'd. 


HYMN    CCCXXVn.       L.    M. 

CircHmclfion  and  haptiftn. 
I  ONCE  did  the  fons  of  Abr'am  pafs 
Under  the  bloody  feal  of  grace  ; 
The  young  diciplcs  bore  the  yoke, 
Till  Chrift  the  painful  bond:ige  broke. 
a  Ey  milder  ways  doth  Jefiis  prove 
His  Father's  cov'nant  and  his  love ; 
He  feals  to  faints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  not  forbids  their  infant  race. 

7,  Their  feed  are  fprinkled  with  his  blood., 
Their  children  fet  apart  for  God  ; 
His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  flicd, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  cv'ry  faint  with  cheerful  voicp 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children,  in  their  early  days. 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abr'am  pruifc. 


HYMN    CCCXXVni.       C.    M. 
Look  on  him  luhcm  th^y  pierced  and  men 

1  INFINIl'E  grief,  amazing  woe, 
Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ; 

Hell  and  the  Jews  confpir'd  his  death. 
And  us'd  the  Roman  fword. 

2  Oh,  the  iharp  pangs  of  fm.artu-'g  paiu 
My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 

When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorn?, 
His  focred  body  tore. 


H  Y  M  N     CCCXXIX.  [— 26J 

3  But  knotty  wlilps,  and  ragged  thorns, 
In  vain  do  I  acaife  : 

'n  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  the  morefpiteful  Jews. 

4  'Twerc  you,  my  fnis,  my  cruel  fins, 
H(3  chief  tormentors  were  ; 

Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbcht-f  the  fpear. 

;   'Twerc  you  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  do-.vn 
Upon  his  guiltlefs  head; 
r(?ak,  hieak  my  heart,  oh,  burfl  mine  eyes, 
And  let  my  I'urrov/s  bleed. 

o  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  ftubborn  foul, 

Till  melting  waters  flow, 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 

InundilTcmbled  woe. 


HYMN    CCCXXIX.       L.    M. 

Crticifixiin  to  iht  -luorld  by  the  crofs  of  Cfj>  _ 
Gal.  vl.   14. 
;    WHEN  f  furvey  the  wond'rous  crofs 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dy'd. 
My  richeil  gain  I  count  but  lofs, 
And  mourning  weep  ocr  all  my  pride. 

a  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  fhould  boall, 
Save  in  ths  death  of  Chrift  my  God, 
AU  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  mo(f, 
I  ftcrincc  them  to  his  blood. 

T,  Pee,  from  his  head,  his  hando,  his  feet. 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
^id  e'er  fuch  love  and  forrov/  meet ; 
•.  thorns  compofs  fo  rich  a  crown  ? 


c.66-~]  II  Y  M  N    CCCXXX. 

4  His  dying  crlmfon,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o  er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe. 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fniall ; 

Love  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 
Demjlnds  my  foul,  my  life,  my  ail. 


HYMN    CCCXXX.       L.    M. 

Strength  from  a  view  cf  the  Crofs. 

1  WHEN  I  the  bleft  Redeemer  fee 
All  bleeding  on  th'  accurfed  tree ; 
Satan  and  fm  no  more  can  move. 
For  I  am  all  transform  d  to  love. 

t  His  thorns  and  nails,  pierce  thro'  my  heart. 
In  ev  ry  groan  I  bear  a  part ; 
I  view  his  wounds  with  fireaming  eyes, . 
"3ut  fee  !  he  bows  his  head  and  dies ! 

j,  Come,  fiuners,  view  the  Lamb  oj^  God, 
Wounded  and  dead,  and  bath  d  in  blood! 
Behold  his  lide,  and  venture  near. 
The  fpring  of  endlefs  life  is  here. 

4  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains ; 
I  drink,  yet  ftill  my  tiiirft  remains ; 
Only  the  foufltaln^head  above, 

Can  fatisfy  the  thirft  of  |ove. 

5  0h,  that  I  thus  corJd  always  feel ! 
i,S>c6f>^  more  and  mere  thy  love  reveal ! 
Then  my  glad  tongi^e  fi^dl  loud  proclaim 

'  ■■  '.egvucc  a.ud  glory  of  thy  name,  . 


H  Y  M  N     CCCXXXL  [— i^T 

.    Thy  name  difpels  my  guilt  and  fear, 
Ke^uves  my  heart,  and  charms  my  ear; 
Affords  a  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
I'hen  I  with  love  thy  praife  refoand. 

HYMN  cccxxxi.  As  jcth  Pfahn» 

;,a''j  Ive  to  ths  lurldlnfevding  Cbrijlfor  its  Rt" 
dcmption.     John  iii.  1 6. 

I  SING  to  the  Loid  a  new  melodious  fong; 

AffiiT:  the  Choir,  ye  trihes  of  ev*ry  tongue  : 

Wide  as  the  v/orld  his  Ibv'reign  mercy  reigns  ; 

Wide  as  the  world  refound  the  rapt'rous  ftrains 
Ye  Angels,  join  the  joyful  acclamation, 
And  fmg  the  l>ove,  that  brings  to  men  Salvation, 

a  His  gracious  eye  beheld  in  full  furs'cy, 
Wiicre  Adam's  race  in  mingled  ruin  lay  : 
No  human  aid  the  danger  could  avert ; 
No  Angel's  hand  could  foothc  the. raging fmart 
In  hi=;ov/n  bread  divine  comnaiTion  rifes, 
And  the  grand  fch^inethehofi  of  lieav'n  furprifc: 

3  God's  only  Son  with  heav'nly  gloi  ies  brigh; 
His  Father's  laireft:  imago  and  delight, 
Juilicc  and  grace  the  viilim  have  decreed. 
To  wear  our  fiefti,  and  in  that  flefh  to  blec-' 

Proilrate  in  Aw^,  ye  finners,  all  adcre  lijm. 
And  tremble,  while  yourhcartsrcjoicebcfoi'c-  hi. 

4  The  vvond'rous  work  is  done  ;  the  Ccv'nai. 

ftood, 
And  Chrifl  atones  for  htmian  gui!t  with  blooc  , 
Nail  d  to  the  trc-;  he  bov/s  his  facred  he^d ; 
/.  mangled  corpfe  he  ibjourn :  with  the  dead •: 

Rifmg,  til-'  Gofpel  lends  thro'  v:  v'ry  nation  ; 

SinncisbcUevc,  and  gain  ca.nplca<-  S^rilvatio^ 


a63— ]        HYMN     CCCXXXll. 

5  Father  of  grace,  accept  our  huniblc  pralic  , 

O  let  it  run  thro'  everlalling  days  ! 

And  thou,  bleft  Saviour,  fpctleiri  Lamb  ofGt  d. 

Accept  the  fouls  deer-ran/om'd  with  thy  Llcod. 
Aud  to  thofe  fcngs,  form  all  our  feeble  voices, 
In   which  the  choir  round  thy  bright  throne 


HYMN  cccxxxH.     Eights. 
Tie  refurreBion  rf  CLrfJl;, 
X   SEE  the  vi'fborious  Jefus  come, 
Rifmg^  triumphant  from  the  tomb, 
Th'  Almighty  concj'ror  quits  tlis  pris'n  ; 
And  angels  tell  the  Lord  is  ris'n. 
Angels,  angels,  angels,  angels, 
And  angels  tell  the  Lord  is  ris'n. 

i  Ye  guilty  fouls  that  groan  and  grieve , 
Hear  the  glad  tidings,  hear  and  live  ; 
God's  righteous  law  isfatisfy'd, 
And  juftice  now  is  on  your  f;dc. 
Juilice,  juftice,  juftice,  juftice, 
And  jufrice  now  is  on  your  fide. 

3  Your  Surety,  thus  releas'd  by  God,; 
Pleads  the  rich-  ranfom  of  his  blood,  • 
No  new  demand,  no  bar  remains  ;         , 
But  mercy  now  triumphant  reigns. 
Mercy,  mercy,  mercy,  mercy, 

But  mercy  now  triumphant  reigns. 

4  Believers,  hail  yov;r  riiing  Head, 
See  Jefus  coming  from  tlie  dead, 
Your  refurredion's  fure.  through  his; 
To  endlefs  life,  and  bcundic-i's  blifs. 
Endlefs,  endlefs,  endlefs,  endlefs, 

To  endlefs  life,  and  boundlcfs  blifs. 


HYMN     CCCXXXIII.        [—269 

HYMN    CCCXXXIII.       L.    M. 

The  Injiitutlon  of  the  Lord's /upper.     Matthcw 
xxvi.   26 — 29. 
I  'TWAS  0x1  that  night  v/hen  doom'd  to  know 
The  eager  rage  of  ev'ry  foe, 
That  night  in  which  he  was  betray'd, 
The  Saviour  of  the  v/orld  took  bread : 

a  And,  after  thanks  and  glory  giv'n 
To  him  that  rules  in  earth  and  heav'n. 
That  fymbol  of  his  fiefh  hs  broke, 
And  thus  to  all  his  followers  fpoke : 

3  "  My  broken  body  thus  T  give 
For  you,  for  all ;  take,  cat,  and  live  : 
And  oft  the  facred  rite  renew, 

That  brings  my  wond"rous  love  to  view." 

4  Then  In  his  hands  the  cup  he  rais'd, 
And  God  anew  he  thank'd  andprais'd  ; 
While  kindnefs  in  hisbofom  glow'd, 
And  from  his  lips  falvation  flow'd. 

5  "  My  blood  I  thus  pour  forth,  he  cries. 
To  cleanfe  the  foul  in  fm  that  lies  ; 

In  this  the  covenant  is  leal'd, 

And  heav'n's  eternal  grace  reveal'd. 

6  With  love  to  .nan  this  cup  is  fraught, 
Let  ail  partake  the  facred  draught, 
Through  lateft  ages  let  it  pour 

In  mem'ry  of  my  dying  hour." 


HYMN    CCCXXXIV.       L.    M. 

Cbrijl  dying,  rijing,  and  reigning. 
I  HE  dies  !  the  friend  of  finners  dies  ! 
Lo  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  folcmn  darkncfs  veils  tlio  Ikics  ! 
Afudden  trcijubllng  (hakes  the  ground  ! 


^70—]        HYMN     CCCXXXVI. 

%  Come,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  ^rroar.  d  bereath  your  load ; 
He  fhed  a  thoufand  drops  for  you, 
A  thoufand  drops  of  richer  blood  ! 

3  Here's  lore  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 

But  lo  !  what  fudden  joys  v/e  fee  ! 
Jefus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rifing  God  forfakes  the  tomb.I 
Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  fhout  hij)i  welcome  to  the  fkies  ! 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  yc  faints,  and  teH 
How  high  our  great  deliverer  reigns  ! 
Sing  how  he  fffcil'd  the  hofts  of  hell. 
And  led  devcuring  death  in  chains  ! 

6  Say,  ''  live  forever,  v.  ond'rous  King, 
"  Born  to  redeem,  and  ftrong  to  fave  !'* 
Then  fing,  "  O  death  where  is  thy  fling  ? 

''  And  where's  thy  vic>(  ry,boafting  grave  T' 

HYMN    CCCXXXV.       C.    M. 

^n  invhatlon  to  the  go/pd/enf.  Luke  xiv.  2%. 
1  YE  wretched,  htingry,  ilarving  poor, 

E.hold  a  royal  feaft  ! 
V/hcre  n-.ercy  fpreadsher  bounteous  "ftore, 

For  every  humble  gueft. 

S  See,  Jcfus  {lands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms  ; 

But  fee,  there  yet  is  room  ^ 
3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart  5 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 


HYMN    CCCXXXVI.        [— 271 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  foul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father  recondl'd. 
Invites  your  fouls  to  come  ; 

The  rebel  fl-all  be  call'd  a  child, 
And  kindly  welcomM  home. 

5  O  come,  and  v/it!i  his  children  taft« 
Thebl  ni:i,(^s  of  his  lo/e  ; 

While  hope  attends  the  fwect  repad 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice^ 
B?fore  th'  eternal  thrc  ne, 

Ten  thoufand  thoufand  fouls  rejoice, 
In  ecftacies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thoufand  thoufand  more. 
Are  welcome  fliil  to  come  ; 

Ye  longing  fouls,  the  grace  adore. 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 


hvm:j   cccxx.tvj.     c  Kt. 
Frjife  to  the  Reiceiner. 
I  O  FOR  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fmg 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praifc  ! 
The  o-Iories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

i  My  orac'ous  Maftcr  and  my  Gcxt, 

Afiift  me  to  proclaim, 
7"^  fpread  thro\\;;h  ali  the  earth  abroad 

Th^  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jcfus,  the  name  thatcalm.s  our  fearsj 
Thjit  bids  our  forrows  c  o.fo  : 

'Tis  mufic  in  the  fumei-';-  eur^. ; 
TiR-iifii,  arid  health,  ana  p^ac?^- 


a7Z— ]        HYMN    CCCXXXVIL 

4  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  reigning  fin, 
He  fets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 

His  blood  can  make  the  foulefl  clean ; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  Let  us  obey,  we  then  fhall  know, 
Shall  feel  our  fins  forgiv'n  ; 

Anticipate  our  heav'n  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heav'n. 


HVMN    CCCX  XXVII.     ,S.    M. 

7hefph-it,  the  luater,  and  the  blood.  I  John,  V,  6. 
I  LET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 
To  praife  our  God  on  high, 
Who  from  his  bofom  fent  his  Son 
To  bring  us  flrangers  nigh.' 

2.  Nor  let  our  voices  ceafe 
To  fmg  the  Saviour's  name  : 
Jefus,  th'  Ambaffador  of  peace, 
How  cheerfully  he  came! 

3  It  coft  him  cries  and  tears 

To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 
Great  v/as  our  debt,  and  he  appears 

To  make  tlie  payment  good. 

A  My  Saviour's  pierced  fide 

Pour'd  down  a  double  flood  ; 
By  water  we  are  purify 'd, 

And  pardo'n'clby  the  blood. 

5  Infinite  was  our  guilt, 
But  he,  our  Priefl:.  atone?  ; 

On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  fpilt 
And  ofTer'd  with  his  groans. 

6  I^ook  up,  my  foul,  to  him 
^Vhofe  death  was  thy  defert, 


H  y  ,M  N     CCCXXXVIII.        [—a; 3 

And  humbly  view  the  living  ftream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart, 

7  There,  on  the  curfed  tree, 
In  dying  pangs  he  lies  : 

Fulfils  his  Father's  great  decree, 
And  all  our  wants  fupplies. 

8  Thus  the  Redeemer  came 
By  water  and  by  blood  ; 

And  when  the  Spirit  fpcaks  the  fame. 
We  feel  his  witnefs  good. 

9  While  the  eternal  Three 
Their  record  bear  above. 

Here  I  believe  he  dy'd  for  me, 
And  feal  my  Saviour's  love. 

10  Lord,  clcanfe  my  foul  from  fin, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  depart : 

Orcat  Comforter  !  abide  within. 
And  witnefs  to  mine  heart. 


HTMN    CCCXXXVIII.       L,    M. 

Chriji  the  firji  and  the  Inji,  humhlcd  to  death,  and 
exalted  to  an  eterndl  triumph  over  it.  RcvelatioB 
i.  17,  i8.       _ 

I   WHAT  myflVies,  Lord,  in  thee  combine  ! 

Jefus,  once  mortal,  yet  divine  ; 

'fhe  firft,  the  lafc ;  the  end,  the  head  ; 

Tl;e  fource  of  life  among  the  dead  ! 

%  O  love,  beyond  the  flretch  of  thought  ! 
What  matchlcfs  wonders  hath  \t  wrought ! 
Faith  trembles.when  flie  fees  the  load 
Borne  by  the  fuff 'ring  fon  of  God. 

■\  Hail,  royal  conqu'ror  o'er  the  [,rave, 
iider  to  pity,  ftrong  to  favc  ! 
M   2 


'^74—3       HYMN     CCCXXXIX. 

For  ever  livcj  for  ever  reign, 

And  profp'rous  may  thy  throne  remain  ! 

4  Thy  SaiRts,  obedient  to  thy  word, 
V.''i-h  humble  joy.  furrotnd  thy  board  : 
And.  long  as  time  piirfues  its  race, 
Proclaim  thy  death,  and  fhout  thy  grace, 

5  In  the  full  choir,  where  angels  join    "^ 
Their  harp;:-  of  melody  divine, 

Thy  death  infplres  a  fong  of  praife, 
Nev/  thro   thy  life's  eternal  days. 


HYMN    CCCXXXIX.       S.    K. 

ChrljTs  intercejjlon, 
I  OUR  frveat  Redeemer's  gone 
To  plead  before  ©ur  God, 

To  fprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
Widi  liis  atoning  blood. 
1  No  Sery  vengeance  now, 
No  burning  v/rath  comes  down  ; 

if  juftice  calls  for  unners  blood, 
The  Saviour  fhows  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 
Our  humble  h\X  he  moves  ; 

The  Father  lays  his  thimder  by, 
.   And  loolr^,  and  fmiles,  and  loves.  ' 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues' 
Our  Maker's  honor  ling, 

Jefus,  the  Priefl,  receives  our  fol^s, 
Ar.d  bears  them  to  the  Kin^. 

5  We  bow  before  his  face, 
Ard  found  his  glories  \xi%\\y 

' '  Hofunni-  to  the  God  of  grace, 
"  That  Jay  a  his  thur^dw  by. 


y  M  N    CCCXL.  [— i75 


6  "  On  earth  thy  mercy  reign*,  v 

•*  And  trii;mj.hs  all  above  :  *  C 

•Bat,  Lord,  liow  weak  are  niortal  ftraiw  i 

To I'peak immortal  love.  ^ 


^': 


HYMN    CCCXL.       C.    AI.  V< 

Godly  forro'iv  arijinv  from  the fajferln^s  of  Chrjf^.^  j       'l 

1  ALAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ?  <^\   *  «  ^   \ 
And  did  my  Sov'reign  die  ?  **  '     "^  N^  -' 

Would  he  devote  that  facredh«ad  i  .   \  ^ 

For  fuch  a  v/orm  as  I  ?  ►  '    ^  '^ 

2  Thybodyflain,  fv/eet  Jcfus,  thine^  <     ^  >• 
And  bath 'd  in  its  o-AH  blood,  ^     ^  -' 

V/hiie  all  expos'd  to  v/rath  divine,  ^     ^  ■  :' 

The  glorious  Suvf 'rer  Hood.  ^^  ^-  ^-^ 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  doiit  JN  ^  (J\, 
He  groan'd  upon  the  trc^e  ?  ^     \  f 

Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown !  ^     I  '^ 

And  love  beyond  degree !  ^.      "  -"^ 

4  "Well  might  the  fun  in  darknefs  hide.  *       C  ^  >s^ 
And  fiiut  his  glories  in,  A 

When  God  the  migiity  Mr.kcr  dy'd  *  ^N 

For  man  the  creature's  fin.  M  ^' 

«  5 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  mybli^.fKing  face  ^.  ^  i 
While  his  derir  crofs  app^prs,  ^  p^^ 

DiHolve  my  heart  In  thanhfiJo-fs,  ^  ^ 
A: A  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 


i 


ic'nt  cf  love  I  ove 
e,  Lord,  I  give  m'/fclf  a"way;  \ 

iii  aU  that  I  cin  da  * 


^76—]  HYMN      CCCXLI. 

HYMN    CCCXLI.       L.    M. 

The  goodnefs  of  God  aclmtvledged  in  giving  pajiari 
after  bis  oivn  heart.  Jerem.  iii.  15. 

At  the  Settlement  of  a  Minijier. 
I  SHEPHERD  of  Ifrael,  thou  doft  keep 
With  conftant  care  thy  humble  fheep  ; 
By  thee  inferior  paftors  rife 
To  feed  our  fouls,  and  blefs  our  eyes. 

a  To  all  thy  churches  fuch  impart, 
Modell'd  by  thy  own  gracious  heart ; 
Whofe  courage,  watchfulnefs,  and  love, 
Men  may  atteft,  and  God  approve. 

3  Fed  by  their  a6live  tender  care, 
Healthful  may  all  thy  fheep  appear. 
And,  by  their  fair  example  led, 
The  way  to  Zion's  paftures  tread. 

4  Here  haft  thou  liflen'd  to  our  vows. 
And  fcattcr'd  bleffings  on  thy  houfe  ; 
Thy  faints  are  fuccour'd,  and  no  more 
As  fheep  \vlthout  a  guide  deplore. 

5  Compleatly  heal  each  former  ftroke, 
And  blefs  the  fliepherd  and  the  flock; 
Confirm  the  hopes  thy  mercies  raife, 
And  ovi^n  this  tribute  of  our  praife. 

HYMN    CCCXLII.       C.    M. 

iVatcbing  for  fouls  in  the  viezv  of  the  great  acccurti 
Heb.  xiii.  17. 

Fcr  the  Ordination  of  a  Minfer. 
I  LET  Zion's  v.-atchmen  all  awake, 

And  take  th'  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 

Their  foleran  charge  receive. 


HYMN     CCCXLIII.  [— i;7 

■X  'Tis  not  a  caufe  of  fmall  import 

The  piiftor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 

And  fill'd  u  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  fouls,  for  which  Lhe  Lord 
Did  heav'nly  biifs  forego' ; 

For  fouls,  which  muft  forever  livs 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 

4  All  to  the  great  tribunal  hade, 
Th'  accoi'Tit  to  render  there  ; 

And  Ihould'it  thou  ftriflly  mark  our  faults, 
Lord,  how  Ihould  we  appear  ? 

5  May  they  that  Jefus,  whom  they  preach, 
Their  own  Redeemer  fee  ; 

And  watcli  thou  daily  o'er  their  fouls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 


HYMN    CCCXLIII.       L.    M. 

Of!  cpsning  a  ne'zu  place  for  ivorjhip, 
Pfahn  kxxvii.  5. 

1  AND  will  the  great  eternal  God 
On  earth  eftablifli  his  abode  ? 
And  will  lit  from  his  radiant  throne 
Avow  our  temples  for  his  own  ? 

2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praife, 
And  fing  that  condcfccnding  grace, 
Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear. 
And  call  us  fuiful  mortals  near. 

3  Our  Father's  watchful  care  we  blefs, 
Which  guards  our  fynagogues  in  peace,- 
That  no  tumultuous  foes  invade, 

To  fill  our  v.'oriliippers  with  dread  .• 


^7S— ]  HYMN     CCCXLIV. 

4  Thefe  v/alls  v/e  to  thy  honor  raife  ; 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praife  ; 
And  Thou  dcfcendlr.g  fill  the  place 
With  choiceft  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

5  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reigc 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
While  pow'r  divine  his  word  attends 
To  conquer  foes,  and  chear  his  friendc. 

6  And  in  the  great  decifive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  fliall  furvey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crouds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

HTMN    CCCXLJV.       L.  M. 

A  thankfp-'ivi.'ig  hymn. 
1  ALMIGHTY  Sov'reign  of  the  fkies. 
To  thee  let  fongs  of  gladnefs  rife, 
Each  grateful  heart  its  tribute  bring. 
And  ev'ry  voice  thy  goodnefs  fmg. 

S  'Twas  thou  that  built  this  fpacious  earth. 
Thou  gav'ft  to  ev'ry  creature  birth. 
E'en  man  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  hand, 
And  angels  glow'd  at  thy  command. 

f.  From  thee  cur  choiceft  bleffings  flow, 
■  Life,  health,  and  ftrengtii,  thy  hands  beflov/j 
The  daily  good  thy  creatures  fhare. 
Springs  from  thy  providential  care. 

4  The  rich  prafufion  nature  yields, 
The  harveils  waving  o'er  the  fields, 
The  cheering  light,  rcfn;fl:ing  fhow'r, 
Are  gifts  from  thy  exhauftlefs  flore. 

5  At  thy  command  the  vernal  bloom, 

^  Revjvss  ths  vjctl^  i> ox;;  vyihtcr's  gloom. 


HYMN    CCCXLV.  [-^79 

The  funinier's  heat  the  fruit  matures, 
And  autumn  all  her  treafurcs  pours. 

6  From  thee  proceed  donleilic  ties, 
Connubial  blii's,  paternal  joyj ; 

On  thy  fupport  the  n:t<-.ions  (land, 
Obedient  to  thy  high  command. 

7  But  how  fliall  frail  iniperfecSt  man, 
Whofe  being  reaches  but  a  fpan. 
Attempt  in  earth-born  ftrains  to  prove, 
The  wonders  of  Redeeming  love  ! 

8  Let  ev'r^-pow'r  of  heart  andtongxie. 
Unite  to  Rveli  the  grateful  fong, 
Vv'hile  age  and  youth  in  ciiorus  join, 
And  praife  the  Ivlajefty  divine. 


HYMN    CCCXLV.       L.    M. 

'ThanhJgh/ingfQr  national  dcUvsrance,  and'ur.pro'; 

mcnt  of  it.  Luke  i.  74-  IS- 
1   PRxAiSE  to  the  Lord,  V'ho  bows  liis  ear 
Prv-^pitlous  to  hi?  people's  pray'r  ; 
And,  the'  dcliv  ranee  long  delay, 
Anfwers  in  his  well-chofen  day. 

1  O  may  onr  tcngiies  thy  praife  proclain:., 
And  fp^ah  the  glories  of  thy  name; 
Lord,  help  us  all  thy  love  to  fmg, 
And  thankful  tribute  to  thee  bring. 

3  Oiu-  temples,  gVLPsAzA  from  the  fii:,me,.  • 
Shall  echo  thy  triumphant  name  : 

And  ev'ry  peaceful  private  home 
7'o  thee  a  temple  Ihali  become. 

4  Still  be  it  our  fupremc  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  honor'd  figlit  :  ' 
Still  in  thy  precepts  an  i  thy  fear^ 
I'o  life's  iaii  hccit  ♦o  pevfe^  'r-f .-' 


H  y  M  N    CCCXLVr. 


HYMN    CCCXLVI.       C.    M. 


Fcr  a  pttblk  faf^. 
z  SEE,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne 

Tliy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
'Tis  on  thy  fov'reign  grac^  alone, 

Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand, 
Thy  dreadful  pow'r  difplay  ; 

Yet  mercy  fpares  this  guilty  land, 
And  ftill  we  live  to  prxiy. 

3  What  numerous  crimes  increafing  rife, 
T~hrough  this  apoftate  land  ! 

What  land  fo  favor'd  of  the  fkies, 
Yet  thoughtlefs  of  thy  hand  ?    • 

4  How  chang'd,  alas  !  are  truths  divine, 
.   For  error,  guilt,  and  fhame  ! 

V.''hat  impious  numbers,  bold  in  {m, 
Eifgrace  the  chrillian  name  ! 

5  Regardlefs  of  thy  fraile  or  frown, 
1  heir  pleafures  they  require  ; 

And  fmk  with  gay  iiidiff 'rence  down 
To  usverlafung  lire. 

6  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 
By  thy  rtfiftlefs  grace  ; 

Then  fhall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

[Then,  fhould  infulting  foes  invade.. 
We  fn all  not  fmk  in  fear  ; 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid. 
If  Gcd;  our  God,  is  near.] 


HYMN     CCCXLVir,  [_i8i 

HYMN    CCCXLVII.       L.    M, 
Of  lamenting  national  Jins.  Ezek.  ix.  4. — 6, 
For    a  fafl-day. 
I  O  RIGHTEOUS  God,  thou  judge  fupreme, 
We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name, 
And  all  our  trying  guilt  we  own 
In  duft  and  tears  before  thy  throne. 

a  So  manifold  our  crimes  have  been, 
Such  crimfon  tindlure  dyes  our  fm, 
That,  could  we  all  its  horrors  know, 
Our  ilreaming  eyes  with  blood  might  ^ov/. 

3  Eflrang'd  from  reverential  awe, 
We  trample  on  thy  fa'cred  law ; 

And,  tho'  fuch  wonders  grace  hath  done, 
Anew  we  crucify  his  Son. 

4  Jullly  might  this  polluted  land, 
Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand  ; 

And  bath'din  heav'n,  thy  fword  might  come 
To  drink  our  blood,  and  feal  our  doom. 

5  Yet  hail  thou  not  a  remnant  here, 
Whofe  fouls  arefiU'd  v/ith  pious  fear  ? 
O  bring  thy  wonted  mercy  nigh, 
While  prollrate  at  thy  feet  they  lie.  ^ 

6  Behold  their  tears,  attend  their  moan, 
Nor  turn  away  their  fecret  groan  : 
With  thefe  we  join  our  humble  pray'r  ; 
Our  nation  fhield,  our  country  fpare, 

7  [But  if  the  fcntence  be  decreed, 
And  our  dear  native  land  muft  bleed, 
By  thy  fure  mark  may  we  be  known, 
And  favc  in  life  or  Jcath  thy  own.] 


-i^i--]        H  Y  M  N    CCCXLVim 

HVMN    CCCXLVni.       C.     M. 

S/ViS  6c J  rcjte^'icns. 
I  MY  fotil  '»vo?ald  fain  indulge  a  hope 

To  reach  the  heav'nly  (liore  ; 
And  when  I  drop  this  dying  flefli. 

That  I  faall  fin  no  more. 

%  That  then  I  fhall  behold  the  Lamb, 

"Who  once  for  fin  was  fiain, 
But  rofe  triumphing  o'er  the  grave, 

"And  on  his  throne  doth  reign. 

3  I  hope  to  hear  and  join  the  fong. 
That  faints  and  angels  raifcj- 

And  while  eternal  ages  roll,  , 
To  fing  eternal  praife. 

4  But  Oh,  thU  dreadful  heart  of  fiRj 
It  may  deceive  me  ftill. 

And  while  1  look  for  joys  above, 
A  J  ay  plunge  me  dov/n  to  helL 

5  The  fccne  muft  then  forever  clofe, 
Prohaiion  at  an  end, 

No  gofpel  grace  can  reach  me  therp. 
No  pardon  there  defcend. 

6  Come  then,  O  blefTed  Jefus,come,  • 
To  me  thy  fj^irit  give  : 

Shire  through  a  dark,  benighted  foul. 
And  bid  a  finntr  live. 


HYMN    CCCXLIX.       C.    M,  • 

Fcr  a  time  r:f  general fi chiefs, 
X  DEATH  with  his  dread  commiffion  feaW, 

Now  hafteris  to  hie  arryis : 
In  avvfui  ftate  he  takes  the  field, 

/oxd  fcamds  his  idire  alocais.  •- 


HYMN     CCCL.  [—283 

a  Attendant  plagues  around  him  {land, 

And  wait  his  dread  command  ; 
And  pains,  and  dying  t',rcans  obey 

Tiic  figTsal  of  his  haad. 

3  With  cruel  force,  lie  fcatters  round 
H's  fhafts  of  deadly  pow'r  ; 

While  the  grave  waits  its  deftin'd  prey, 
hr.pi'tient  to  devour. 

4  Look  up,  ye  heirsof  endlcfs  joy, 
Nor  kt  your  fears  prevail ; 

Eterr.al  1  ft-  is  your  rev/^-rd, 
When  life  on  earth  {hall  fail. 

5  What  though  liis  darts,  promifcous  hurl'd, 
D<^al  fatal  plagues  around  ; 

Ai:d  I.Lups  01  putrid  carcafes 
O'erloadthe  cumber'd  ground  ; 

6  The  arrows,  that  fliall  wound  your  fleih, 
Were  giv'n  hm\  fron;  i.bove, 

Diyt  in  the  .great  Redecn-er's  blood, 

And  feather'd  all  with  love. 
•J  Thefe,  with  a  gentle  hand,  he  throws, 

And  faints  lie  '^afping  too  ; 
But  heav'nly  {Vrength  lunports  their  fouls, 

And  bears  them  conquVors  throvgli. 

HYMN    CCCL.       C.    M. 
C;v!plaint  and  hope  und^-r  ^reat  pa.m^ 

1  LORD,  I  :'.:n  pain'd,  but  I  rcfign 
My  body  tn  thy  will  ; 

'Tis  giucc,  'tis  wifdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feel. 

2  Dark  arc  the  ways  of  providence, 
While  they  who  love  thee  groan . 


a84~]  HYMN     CCCLI. 

Thy  reafons  lie  conceal'd  from  fenfe, 
Myfterious  and  unknown. 

3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  fpeak, 
Ai^.d  plead  b'^fore  her  God, 

Left  the  o'erburden'd  heart  fhould  break 
Beneath  thine  heavy  rod. 

4  Thefe  mournful  groans  and  flowing  tears, 
Give  my  poor  fpirit  cafe  ; 

While  ev'ry  groan  my  Father  hears, 
And  ev'ry  ttar  he  fees. 

5  fHov/  fliall  1  glorify  my  God, 
In  bonds  of  grief  confin'd  ? 

Damp'd  is  my  vigor,  while  this  clod 
Hangs  heavy  on  my  mind.] 

6  Is  not  fom-  fmjiing  hour  at  hand 
With  peace  upon  its  wings  .? 

Give  it,  O  God,  thy  fwift  command. 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 

HYMN     CCCLI.       C.    M. 
Pra'ifefor  recovenfromfichnefs.  Pfa,  cxviii.  l8,  19. 
I   sqVREIGNof  life,  I  own  thy  hand 

In  every  chaftening  ftroke  ; 
And  while  1  fmart  beneath  thy  rod. 

Thy  prefence  I  in  voke. 
a  To  thee  in  my  diftrefs  I  cry'd, 

And.  thou  haft  Lew  d  thy  ear; 
'X'hy  pow'rfui  word  my  life  prolong' d, 

And  brought  faivation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  rightecufnefs. 

Thai,  Vi'ith  the  pious  throng, 
1  mp.y  record  my  felcmn  vows. 
And  tune  my  grateful  fong. 


H  Y  M  N     CCCLII.  l—^^S 

4  Praife  to  tixe  Lord,  whofe  gentle  hand 
Renews  our  lab 'ring  breath  : 

Praife  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  faints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

5  My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour 
Thofe  heav'nly  gates  difplay, 

Where  pain  and  fm,  and  fear  and  death 
For  ever  flee  away. 

6  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  blefs'd, 
With  raptures  bow  around, 

My  anthems  to  deliv'ring  grace, 
In  fwceter  llrains  Hiali  found. 


HYMN    CCCLII.       C.    M. 
Longing  after  unf ecu  f  leaf iires.   a  Cor.  iv.  1 8. 

1  O  COULD  our  thoughts  and  wifhes  fly 
Above  thefe  gloomy  fliades. 

To  thofe  bright  worlds  beyond  the  fjcy, 
Which  forrow  ne'er  invades ! 

2  There  joys  unfecn  by  mort-al  eyes, 
Or  reafon's  feeble  ray, 

J;i  ever  blooming  profpeds  rife, 
Unconfcious  of  decay. 

3  Lord,  fend  a  beam  of  light  divine, 
To  guide  our  upv/ard  aim  ! 

With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  Then  fliall,  on  faith's  iublinieil  wing, 
Our  ardent  wifhes  rife 

To  thofe  bright  fcenes,  where  pleafures  fpriag 
Immortal  in  the  ikies.  *" 


zU-^]  HYMN     CCCLIIi. 

HYMM    CCCLIIT.       l.    M. 

T/je  Jh  rtnsfs  rf  tlrns,  andfrullty  offfiatt. 
Pfa.  xxxix. 
I  ALMIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
Teach  me  the  mejifure  of  my  days  ! 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 
And  fpend  the  remnant  to  thy  pralfe. 

1  My  days  arc  fnorter  than  a  fpan, 
A  little  poh^t  my  life  appears  ; 
How  frail  at  l;cll  is  dying  man  ! 
How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears. 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noife  and  fhow  ! 
Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind  ! 
He  lieaps  up  treafurts  mix'd  with  woe, 
Ar.d  dies  and  leaves  them  aH  behind. 

4  O  be  a  neblcr  portion  mine ; 
My  C^od,  I  bov/  before  thy  throne. 
Earth's  fleeting  treafnrcs  I  refign. 
And  fix  my  hopes  on  tliee  alone. 

HYM^    CCCLIV.       C.    M, 

De.jll  andji:dg}/;cnt  appointed  to  all.      Heb.  ix. 
I  HEAV'N  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree^ 

That  Adam's  race  Riiift  die  : 
One  gcn'rai  rain  fvveeps  them  down, 

And  low  in  dufc  they  lie. 

a  Ye  living  rieii,  the  tomb  furvey. 
Where  you  mufl  quick 'y  dwell ; 

Hark  how  the  awful  fummons  founds 
In  ev'ry  fun'ral  knell  ! 

3  Once  you  muG:  die,  and  once  for  all ; 

7  he  fo'emn  purport  weigh  ; 
For  knew,  that  heav'n  or  hell  depends 

On  that  important  day. 


H  Y  M  N     CCCLV.  [— iS  7 

4  Thofe  eyes,  fo  long  in  darknefs  veil'd, 

Muft  wake  the  Judge  to  fee, 
And  ev'ry  word,  and  ev'ry  thought 

A-Iuft  pafs  his  fcrutiny. 

J   O  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend, 
And  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death. 

With  ail  his  faints  afccnd. 


HYMN    CCCLV.       L.    M. 
The  tolling  bell. 
I  OFT  as  the  bell,  with  folemn  toH, 
Speaks  the  departure  cf  a  foul, 
Let  each  one  ailc  himre'f,  "  Am  f 
Prepar'd,  iliould  I  be  call'd  to  die  ?" 

a  Only  this  frail  anr"  fleeting  breath 
Preferves  me  from  the  jaws  of  death  j 
Soon  as  it  fails,  at  once  I  m  gone, 
And  plung'd  into  a  v/orld  unknovvn. 

3  Then,  leaving  all  I  lov'd  below. 
To  God's  tribunal  I  mi; ft  go  ; 

Muft  hear  the  Judge  pronouKce  my  fatC:> 
And  fix  my  everlafling  ftate. 

4  Lord  Jesus  !  help  me  now  to  flee, 
And  feek  my  hope  alone  in  thee  ; 
Apply  thy  biocd,  thy  fpirit  give, 
Sxibdue  my  fins,  and  let  nie  live. 

5  Th  T:,  when  the  fol-imn  bell  I  hear, 
If  fav'cl  from  guilt,  I  need  not  fear  ; 
Nor  v^ould  the  tJiouglu  dift-rtilino-  be, 
Perhaps  it  next  may  toil  for  wvi. 


2^€— ]  HYMN     CGCLVI. 

6  Rather  my  fpirit  would  rejoice, 
And  long  and  vvilli  to  hear  thy  voice  ; 
Glad  when  it  hids  nie  earth  refign, 
Secure  of  heav'n,  if  thou  art  mine. 

HYMN    CCCLVI.      C.    M. 

The  death  of  a  Believer. 

1  IN  vain  my  fancy  flrives  to  paint 
The  moment  after  death, 

The  glories  '.hat  furround  a  faint. 
When  yielding  up  his  breath. 

2  One  gentle  figh  his  fetters  breaks, 
We  fcarce  can  fay,  "  he's  gone  !" 

Before  the  willing  fpirit  takes 
Its  manfions  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  flrives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail, 
To  trace  the  fpirlt's  flight : 

No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  all)  we  know, 
Saints  are  completely  bleft.; 

Have  done  with  ftn,  and  care,  and  woe, 
And  with  tlieir  Saviour  reft. 

5  Oe  harps  of  gold  they  praife  his  name. 
His  face  they  always  view  ; 

Then  let  us  followers  be  of  them, 
That  we  may  praife  him  too. 


HYMN     CCCLYII.       L.    M. 
The  death  of  Sa'-rts. 
1  OUR  lift-  hov/  fhort !  a  groan,  a  flghj 
Wc  live,  and  then  begin  to  d'e  ; 
Death  Heals  upon  us  v/hile  we're  grecn^ 
Kehir-d  us  digs  a  grave  imfccn. 


n  Y  M  N     CCCLVIII.  [—289 

i  But  Oh  '  Iiow  great  a  mercy  tliis, 
That  death's  a  portal  into  blils; 
While  yet  the  body's  fcarce  undrcil, 
The  foul  afcends  to  heav'niy  reft. 
T,   My  foul !   death  fwallows  up  thy  fears, 
My  grave-clothes  wipe  away  all  tears  ; 
Why  fliouid  we  fear  this  parting  pain, 
Who  die  that  we  may  live  again  ? 

4  Oh  !  how  the  refurre(5lIon  light, 
Will  clarify  believers' fjght; 
How  joyful  will  the  faints  arifc 
And  rub  the  duft  from  off  their  eyes  ! 

5  My  foul !   my  body  I  will  truft 
With  him  who  numbers  every  dufl ; 
My  'Saviour  faitiifully  will  keep 
His  own — their  death  is  but  a  ileep. 

ilVMN    CCCLVIII.       L.    M. 
J'f:^-  biip^'m.j'i  rj  departing,    and  being  zviB  ChrijU 

Phil.  i.   23. 
J   WHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  ftand, 
And  view  tlie  fcene  on  either  hand. 
My  fpirit  Urui'jles  wiih  the  clay. 
And  longs  to  wicg  its  flight  away. 

i  Come,  ye  angcli-:  guardians,  come,. 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home  ; 
Ye  know  the  way  to  J  lus  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

T,  'i'he  bllf^ful  interview,  how  fweet ! 
To  fall  tranfnorted  at  liis  feet ! 
Ra:s"d  in  his  arn.s  to  view  his  face. 
Thro'  the  full  beamings  of  his  gra;e  I 
N 


20^— i  H  Y  M  N     CCCi.L\. 

A  Y:':,  with  thefe  profpe^fs  full  in  fight, 
rii  vv  alt  thy  fignal  for  my  flight ; 
Tor,  while  tliy  fervice  I  pxiri'ue, 
'  "hw-i  my  heav'n  begun  btiow. 


HYMN     CCCLIX.       C.    M. 
i^'M'T.y    ever  death    thro"    Chrlft.  I    Cor.  xv.  57. 

1  WHEN  death  appears  before  my  fight 

In  all  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  f  ght, 

^ly  courage  dies  away. 

But  fee  my  glorious  Leader  nigh  ! 
My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  : 
Jieiore  Lim  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

He  left  his  'dazzling  throne  ubov€, 
He  met  the  tyrant  s  dart, 
And  (O   amazing  pow'r  of  love  !) 
Rectiv'd  it  in  hJs  heart. 

4  No  more,  O  grim  deftroyer,  boafx 
Thy  v.niverfal  fway ; 

0  heavn-born  foub  thy  fl:ing  is  loll, 
Thyn'giit  is  tuni'd  to  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  foul  to  thee, 
Accept  the  facred  trufl, 

Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  vifatch  my  fleeping  dufl : 

(.    'Till  thallllvftrious  morning  com.'j 

When  :iU  thy  fain;.?  Ihall  rife, 
.4nd5  clothM  in; full  ii^trnortal  bloomj 

Attend  tiwee  to  tlic  Ikios. 


HYMN    CCCI.X.       C.    M. 
The  death  and  hiirial  of  a  faint. 
X  V/HY  do  we  mourn  departing  fricndi  i"' 

Or  iliake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jefus  feud^ 

To  call  them  to  his  arms, 
a  Are  we  not  teisding  upwards  too 

As  fait  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  v>rouid  we  wiih  the  hours  more  flow 

To  ksep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  {hould  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 

There  the  dear  ilefn  of  Jcfus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  ail  bis  faints  heblefi'i. 
And  Ibften'd  ev'ry  htd,. : 

Where  iliould  the  dying  members  reO, 
But  with  the  dying  kead  ? 

5  Thence  he  arofe,  afcended  high. 
And  fliow'd  our  feet  tlie  way  ; 

Up  to  the  Lo-d  our  fleih  fliall  fly, 

At  the  great  rifmg  day. 
ii  Then  let  the  lafl:  loud  trumpet  founi, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rife  ; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground. 

Ye  faints,  afcend  the  fkles. 


IIVMN    CCCLXI.       L. 


Tkc  death  ofaf.nnsrandtbejalni, 
I  WHAT  fcenes  of  horror  and  of  dread 
Await  the  finner's  dying  bed ! 
Dcatli's  t'l-rrors  ail  appc:..i.r  in  fi-^'ht. 


zpi— ]  H  Y.M  N     CCCLXil. 

a  His  fins  In  dreadful  order  rife, 
And  fill  his  foul  with  fad  furprife  ; 
Moirnt  Sinai's  thunder  iluns  his  ears 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  diflracPc  his  breaP., 
Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  reft  ; 
B.-r.th  ftrikes  the  blow,  he  groans  and  cries, 
And,  in  defpair  and  horror,  dies, 

4  Not  fo  the  heir  of  heav'niy  bllfs ; 
His  fonl  Is  fill'd  with  confcions  p  jace  ; 
A  fteady  faith  fubdues  his  fear : 

He  fees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 

5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  ferene, 
No  terrors  in  Ms  looks  are  feeu  ; 
His  Saviour's  fmile  difpejs  the  g'oom. 
And  imooths  his  paffage  to  the  tomb. 

6  Lord,  make  my  faith  and  love  finccre. 
My  judgment  found,  my  confcience  clear  ; 
And  when  the  toils  of  life  are  paft, 
May  1  be  found  in  peace  at  lalL 

HYMN    CCCLXII.       S.    M. 

JP  reparation  for  death.   Matt.  xxiv.  44. 

I  PREPARE  me,  gracious  God, 

To  fiand  before  thy  face  ; 
Thy  fpirit  mull  the  work  perform, 

For  it  is  all  of  grace. 

1  In  Chrift's  obedience  clothe, 

And  wafh  me  iii  his  blood  : 
So  Ihall  I  lift  my  head  with  jcy, 

Among  the  fons  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  fms  fubdue, 
Thy  fovVeigu  love  make  known; 


HYMN    CCCLXIU.  ]— 493 

The  fpirit  of  my  mind  renew, 

And  fave  me  in  thy  ion. 

4  Let  me  atteft  thy  pow'r 

Let  me  thy  goodnefs  prove, 
'Till  my  full  foul  can  hold  no  more 

Of  everlalling  love. 

HYMN    CCCLXlll.       EightS- 

A  vieiv  of  death  diligbtfid  to  a  beltevtr, 
1  AH  !  lovely  appearance  of  death, 

What  fight  upon  eartli  is  fo  fair  ? 
Not  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe. 

Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
With  folemn  delight  I  furvey 

The  corpfe,  when  the  fpirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 

And  longing  to  lie  in  its  ftead. 

%  How  bicft  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  buruen  his  mind  ! 
How  eafy  the  foul  that  has  left 

This  wearifomc  hociy  bc-hind! 
Of.evil  incapable  thou, 

Whofe  relics  with  envy  I  fee, 
No  longer  in  mifery  now, 

No  longer  a  fumer  like  me. 

3  This  earth  is  afFc(9:ed  no  more 

With  ficknefs,  or  fhaken  with  pai». 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  fhall  vex  him  again  ; 
No  anger  henceforward,  or  fhame. 

Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay  ; 
.  ExtinA  is  the  animal  Dame, 

And  pafiion  is  vaniih'd  uway. 


2j4~]  K  Y  M  N     CeCLXIV. 

4  This  laaguiniiiig  head  is  at  reft, 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er, 

Thi.9  quiet  immovable  breaft 

Is  htav'»i  by  affiidtion  v.o  nore  : 

I  his  heart  is  no  longer  the  i^^dt 
Of  trouble  aad  torturing  paia  ; 

it  ccafes  to  flutter  and  beat. 
It  rever  ihall  fiiicttr  again. 

5  The  lids  he  fo  felconi  could  clofe. 
By  forrow  forbidden  to  ilecp, 

Seal'd  up  in  eternal  repoie, 

Have  ilrangsly  forgotten  to  v/eep  : 
Vhe  mountains  can  yield  no  fuppiics  ; 

Thefe  hollows  from  water  are  free  ; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  fi'oni  thefe  eyes, 

And  evil  they -never  fhall  fee. 

■;  To  mourn  and  to  fufFer  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  a  prifon  I  breatks, 
And  fiiil  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  prcfs  to  the  ilTuesof  deatJi  : 
What  now  witii  my  tears  i  bedew, 

O  might  I  this^moment  become  ! 
My  fpirit  created  anew, 

My  flelh  be  confign'd  to  the  tomb  ! 


HYMN    CCCLXIV.       L.    M. 

A  funeral  hymn^  at  the  hiterment  of  the  ouJy. 

[N.  B.  If  this. or  the  preceding  hymn  isfungat 
t:.t  funeral   of  a  female,    the   viord^Jhc  and  her^ 
s-z.-)-  be  ftibftituted  in  place  of  he  and  hJs.'\ 

1   UNVAIL  thy  bofom,  faithful  tomb, 
i'li;;:  this  newtjeafure  to  thytruft, 
And  give  thefe  facred  relics  room 
To  fctk  a  llumber  in  the  dufl. 


H  Y  M  N      CCCXLV.  [—2.95 

2,  Nor  pain,  nor  gri.cf,  nor  ai>xious  fear, 
Invade  thy  bounds.     No  mortal  woes 
Ca    reach  the  peaceful  ileeper  here, 
And  angels  watch  his  ibft  repoie. 
5  So  Jefus  flcpt  ;  God's  dying  Ion 
Pafs"d  throug-h  the  grave  ^.nd  blefl  the  bed  r-- 
Pvcft  here  bieil  faint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break  and  pierce  the  fhade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illuftrious  morn, 
Attend  O  earth  i  Jiis  foy'reign  word  ; 
R-eftore  thy  truft,  a  glorious  form  ; 
He;  muft  afccnd  to  meet  his  Lord. 

Hi'.MN    CCCLXV.       C.    M. 

A  firoJ^'fS}  of  the  refurre£fio7i. 
I  liO  !  I  behold  the  icatt'ring  fhade s, 

The  dawn  of  heav'n  appears; 
The  fweet  immortal  morning  fpreads 

Its  bluflics  round  the  fpheres. 
a  I  fee  the  Loi-d  of  glory  come. 

And  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  Ikies  divide  to  make  bini  roon?. 

The  trumpet  ihakes  the  ground. 

3  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead  arifc  !" 
And  lo,  the  graves  obey  ; 

Asd  waking  faints  with  joyful  eyes 
Salute  th'  expedled  day. 

4  They  leave  the  duft,and  on  the  v.  ini' 
Rife  to  the  midway  air. 

In  fhining  garments  meet  th^'ir  king, 
'    And  low  adore  him  there. 

5  O  may  .our  humble  f;:lLit,?  ft.r.i-:, 
Avncrr-  thcin  cloth  d  in  white  : 


296—1        HYMN     CCCLXVT. 

The  meaneft  place  at  his  rlp-ht  hard 
Is  infinite  delight. 

6  How  will  our  joy  .and  wonder  rife, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  tlie  fkics, 

On  love '5  triumphant  wing  ! 


HYMN     CCCLXVI.       L.    M. 

Sin  and  mifcry  conneSied. 
I  WHAT  wretched  fopjs  are  they,  who  hear, 
With  fcorn,  the  found  of  gofpel  grace  ; 
For  forrow  walks  along  with  fin. 
Although  they  keep  not  equal  pace, 
a  How  LJindly  fmners  grafp  their  chain, 
And  yet  of  freedom  vainly  boaft  : 
They  look  for  happinefs  and  peace, 
Nor  thiiik  by  fm  their  peace  is  loft. 

3  Approaching  vice  is  deck'd  in  charms 
And  f milts  with  promifes  of  gain  : 

No  focner  pail,  its  joys  are  fled, 
And  all  its  pkaiures  chasig'd  to  pain. 

4  Sinr.ers  may  for  a  time  rejoice. 
Till  Itorms  of  thrcati^n  d  wrath  arife, 
Tid  ju;'ticc  graip  th'  avenging  fword, 
And  then  the  wretch  the  finner  dies. 


HYMN    CCCLXVII.       L.    M. 

•  ••  day  of  judgment  •willJb'Tv  the  coiineijihfi.hsttveen 
jtn  and  mifdry. 

I   GOD  from  his  throne  with  piercing  eye, 
Naked  docs  evVy  heart  behold ; 
But  never,  till  we  come  to  die, 
To  us  will  fuch  a  viev»'  ui^fold, 


HYMN     CCCLXVIII.         [—297 

2  Should  fin,  in  naked  form  appear, 
Jufl  as  it  rifes  in  the  heart, 

And  others  know  and  fee  it  there 
In  ev'ry  feeling,  every  thought: 

3  The  fire  of  hell  muft  kuidle  foon, 
How  envy  and  revenge  w^ould  flame  I 
One  heart  would  urge  another  on, 
Till  rage  and  vengeance  want  a  name  ! 

4  Sin  in  its  nature  would  appear 
A  living  death,  to  form  a  hell  ; 
The  worfl  of  mis'ries  creatures  fear. 
The  worfl  of  plagues  the  tongue  can  tell. 

5  Unvail'd  and  naked  ev'ry  heart 
Before  the  judgment  feat  muft  ftand. 
Sin  adl  no  more  a  double  part, 

But  meet  a  death  from  its  own  hand. 

6  The  fiery  lake  muft  hotter  grow 
From  the  fierce  clafti  of  finful  fouls  ; 
Each  bofom  like  a  furnace  glow, 
Nor  God  the  rage,  or  fire  control. 


HYMN     CCCLXVIII.       SeVCHS. 
Sinne/^  prepare  to  meet  God  I 

1  SINNER,  art  thou  ftill  fecure  ? 
Wilt  thou  ftill  rcfufe  tc  pray  ? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  ! 

2  See,  his  mighr.v    "tsi  i^ba/'d! 
Awful  terror^  'vow! 
For  his  judg'                    , ," -i/'d. 
Thou  muft  e    <...-.  [.-.eukorbi.   / 

•^  At  his  prcfc'ice  natiire  fliakc?;, 
1. ;  th  aiTiighteei  haft.es  to  flee  ; 

N  2 


K  Y  M  N     CCCLXIX, 


.olid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

A.  Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 
You  that  glory  in  your  fluime, 
'Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide 
V  iicn  the  world  is  wrapp'd  in  flame  ? 

_-;  "i'hen  the  rich,  the  great,  the  wife,  * 
rrembling,  guilty,  feif-condemn'd  ; 
Alufl  behold  the  wrathiiii  eyes 
Of  tlie  Judge  they  once  blafphemM. 

6  Where  are  now  their  haughty  locks, 
"Oh,  their  horror  and  defpaii  ! 

When  they  fee  the  open'd  books, 
And  their  dreadful  fentencc  hear  ! 

7  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace  ! 
Soon  wc  muft  refign  our  breath  ; 
And  our  fovds  be  call'd  to  pafs 
Througli  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

g  I..et  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Lifcen  to  the  gofpcl  voice  ; 
Seek  tlie  things  that  are  above  ; 
Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 


HYMN    CCCLXIX.       L.    M. 

E:::ners  and  faints  in  the  wreck  of  nature. 
Ifaiah  xxiv.  i  % — so. 
r   HOW  great,  fivvvt  tci'  '>:''"  that  God, 
M'ho  fliakes.  creation  with  hit.  ;:od  ! 
He  frfjwns— eawli,  l<-'a,  ail  n'V.urt'  •frame 
S;;;'    ■  -  'verial  flame.     . 

2  "•  .. .  O  where  fhall  Lwuis  feek 

Foi  'hclLcr  iu  the  general  wreck  ; 
Shdll  falUng  rocks  be  oVr  t-iem  thrown  ? 
^C3  rodvs.  iiiie  fuow  diilolving  dowa. 


H  Y  M  N     CCCLXX.  [—299 

3  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry  ; 
In  lakes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie ; 
IMiere  0:1  the  fltimlng  billows  toft, 
For  ever — 'O  forever  loft  ! 

4  But  faints,  undaunted  and  ferene, 
V»''ith  cahnntfs  view  the  dreadful  fcene ; 
Their  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire, 
And  earth  and  Ikies  dilTolve  in  fire. 

5  Jefus,  the  helplcfs  creature's  friend^ 
'^I'o  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend ; 
Thou  canft  prcforve  my  feeble  foul, 
\Vhen  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole. 

HYMN    CCCLXX.       L.    M. 

The  day  of  the  Lord. 

1  HARK  !  from  the  Iky,  the  trump  proclaims, 
Jefus  the  Judge  approaching  nigh  ! 

See,  the  creation  wrapt  in  flames, 
Firft  kindled  by  his  vengeful  eye  ! 

2  When  thus  the  mountains  melt  like  wax  ; 
When  earth,  and  air,  and  fea,  ihall  burn  : 
When  all  the  frame  of  nature  fhakes  ; 
Poor  finncr,  whither  wilt  thou  turn  ? 

3  The  puny  works  which  feeble  men 
Now  boaft,  or  covet,  or  admire  ; 

Their  pomp,  and  arts,  and  trealures,  then 
Shall  perifh  in  one  common  fire. 

4  Lord,  fix  our  /ieai :  -,  'c.nd  hopes  above  ! 
Since  all  below  to  ruin  tends  . 

Here  may  ^/e  truft,obey  and  love, 
And  there  be  found  amongft  thy  friends. 


300—]        HYMN    CCCLXXL 

HYMN    CCCLXXI.       C.    M. 

Thundery  or  the  day  of  judgment. 
I  WHEN  a  black  overfpreading  cloud 

Has  darken 'd  all  the  air  ; 
And  peds  of  thunder  roaring  loud, 

Proclaim  the  tcmpcft  near; 

S  Then  guilt  and  fear,  the  fruits  of  fin, 

The  finner  oft  purfue  ; 
A  louder  florm  is  heard  within, 

And  confcience  thunders  too. 
3  But  whither,  finners,  will  ye  flee,' 

When  nature's  mighty  frame, 
The  pond'rous  earth,  and  air  and  fea 

Shall  all  diffolve  in  flame  ? 
4*  Amazing  day  !  it  comes  apace  ! 

The  Judge  is  haft'ning  down  ! 
Can  ye  then  bear  to  fee  his  face. 

Or  fland  before  his  frown. 

5  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  find  a  way 
To  touch  each  ftubborn  heart ; 

That  they  may  never  hear  thee  fay, 
"  Ye  curfed  ones  depart." 


HYMN    CCCLXXTI.       L.   M. 

The  bonk  opened.   Rev.  XX.  IZ. 
1  METHINKS  the  laft  great  day  is  come, 
Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  found 
That  fhakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prifoners  under  ground. 

i  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  truft, 
Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 
Both  fmall  and  great  now  quit  their  dull, 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  {land. 


H  y  M  N     CCCLXXni.  [ 

;   Behold  the  awful  books  Jjfplay'd, 
Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men  ; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  pubUc  made, 
As  wrote  by  heaven's  unerring  pen. 

4  To  every  foul,  the  boclcs  affign 
The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
S.inner3  in  vain  lament  and  pine. 

No  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

5  Lord,  when  tliefe  awful  leaves  unfold, 
May  life's  fair  book  my  foul  approve  : 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enroU'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


HYMN    CCCLXXIII.       S.    M. 

TZ^  j^/z-z^  ftntef/ce   and  mlfery   of  the  luUhci. 

Matt.  XXV.  41. 
I  AND  will  the  Judge  defcend  ? 
And  mufl  the  dead  arife  } 
And  not  a  fingle  foul  efcape 
His  all-difcerning  eyes  ? 

a  And  from  his  righteous  lips 
Shall  this  dread  fentence  found ; 
And  through  the  numerous  guilty  throng, 
Spread  black  defpair  around  ? 

3  "  Depart  from  me,  accurs'd, 
"  To  everlailing  flame, 

"  For  rebel  angels  firft  prepar'd, 
"  Where  mercy  never  came." 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day  : 

When  earth  and  heav'n,  before  his  face, 
Aftonifu'd  fhrink  away  .'' 

5  But  ere  that  trumpet  (hakes 
The  raanfions  of  the  dead ; 


3oa— ]         HYMN     CCCLXXIV. 

Hark,  from  the  gofpel's  cheering  found, 
V/hat  joyful  tidings  fpread  ! 

6  Ye  finners,  feek  his  j^race, 
Whofe  v/rath  ye  cannot  bear ; 

jPly  to  the  fhelter  of  his  crofs, 
And  find  falvation  there. 

7  So  fnall  that  curfe  remove 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

And  the  laft  av.'ful  day  fhall  pour 
His  bleflings  on  your  head. 


HYMN    CCCLXXIV.       C.    M. 

The  jrncdfetitencey  and  happlnefs  of  the  rightnus^ 
Matt.  XXV.  34. 
1  ATTEND,  my  ear  ;  my  heart  rejoice, 

While  Jefus  from  his  throne, 
Before  the  bright  angelic  hofts 

Makes  his  laft  fcntence  known. 

a  When  finners,  curfed  from  his  face, 

To  raging  flames  are  driv'n  ; 
His  voice,  with  m.tlody  divine, 

Thus  calls  his  faints  to  heav'n. 

3  "  Blefs'd  of  my  father,  all  draw  near, 
*'  Receive  the  great  reward ; 

"  And  rife,  with  raptures  to  poffcfs 
"  The  kingdom  love  prepar'd. 

4  "  Ere  earth's  foundations  firft  were  laid, 
"  His  fov 'reign  purpofe  wrought, 

'<  And  rear'd  thofe  palaces  divine, 
"  To  which  you  now  are  brought. 

5  "  There  fiiall  you  reign  unnumber'd  yesu-s, 
^'  Prcte6i:ed  by  my  pow'r  ; 

"  While  iin  and  death,  and  pains  and  caves, 
•«  Shall  vex  your  fculs  no  more," 


H  Y  M  N     CCCLXXV. 

6  Come,  dear  majeftic  Saviour,  come, 

This  Jubilee  proclaim  ; 
And  teach  us  language  lit  to  pralfe 

So  great,  fo  dear  a  name. 


HYMN  CCCLXXV.     Eights  and  Seveiis. 
Day  of  yudpnent. 
I  LO  !   he  Cometh  !  countlefs  trumpets 

Blow  to  rife  the  lleeping  dead  ; 
Jk^tdft  ten  thoufand  faints  and  angels 

See  their  great  exalted  head  : 
Halleluiah, 
Vfekome,  welconie  Son  of  God. 

i  J!  very  eye  fhali  now  behold  him 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majcfly: 
Thofe  who  fet  at  nought  and  fold  Kim, 

Pierc'd  and  naii'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  great  MeQlah  foe. 

3  Every  iiland,  fca,  and  mountain, 
Heaven  and  earth  ihall  fioe  away  '. 

All  who  hate  him  muil,  confounded. 
Hear  the  tramp  proclaim  the  day  ; 
Come  to  iudgment  ! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away  ! 

4  At  his  call,  tfee  dead  awaken, 
Rife  to  life  from  earth  and  fea  ; 

All  the  powers  oi  nature,  ihakcn 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee  . 
Carelefs  fmncr, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

5  Horrors  paO:  imagination, 

Will  farprife  thy  trenibVmg  heirt  , 
'lien  thou  he  aril  thy  coriJerruiatic; ., 


:,o4~~]         H  Y  M  N     CCCLXXVI 

'•  Hence,  accurfed  wretch,  depart .' 
*'  Thou  with  fatan  ^ 

"  And  his  angels,  have  thy  part  !" 

6  But  to  thofe  who  have  confefleci, 
Lov'd  and  ferv'd  the  Lord,  helow  ; 

He  will  fay,  "  come  near,  ye  blelTed, 
"  See  the  kingdom  I  beflow  : 

■^  You  forever 

'  Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 


HYMN-     CCCLXXVI.       L.    M. 
T/'i"  Sc/ijr  ij   Heaini  cl:j:red  by  Saints  on   earth. 

1  THE  dawn  of  mornhig  veils  her  face 
When  the  bright  fun  afcenos  the  fpacc  ; 
iio  glad  will  grace  refign  her  room 

To  glory  in  the  hcavn'ly  heme. 

2  Happy  the  company  that's  gone 

From  crofs  to  crown,  from  thrall  to  throne  ; 
How  loud  they  fing  upon  the  fliore, 
To  which  they  fail'd  in  heart  before  ! 

3  Blefs'd  are  the  dead,  yea,  faith  the  v>'ord, 
'I'hat  die  in  Chrift  the  living  Tord, 

Ard  on  the  other  fide  of  death 

Thus  joyful  fpend  their  praifing  breath  : 

4  "  Death  from  all  death  has  fet  us  free, 
"  And  will  our  gain  for  ever  be  ; 

"  Death  loos'd  the  mafiy  chains  of  woe, 
*•  To  let  the  mournful  captive  go. 

5  "  Death  is  to  to  us  a  fweet  repoft, 

"  The  bud  was  op'd  to  fhew  the  rofe  ; 
"  The  cage  wao  broke  to  let  us  fly, 
"  And  build  our  happy  neft  on  high. 

6  "  Lo,  here  v.-e  do  triumphant  reign, 
"  And  joyful  fing  in  lefty  ftrain  : 


HYMN     CCCLXXVI.  [—305 

*'  Lo  here  we  reft,  and  love  to  be, 
"  Enjoying  more  than  faith  coulJ  fee. 

7  "  The  thoufandth  part  we  now  behold, 
"  By  mortal  tongues  was  Hever  told  ; 

"  We  got  a  tafte,  but  now  above 
"  We  forage  in  the  fields  of  love. 

8  "  Faith  once  beheld  a  diftant  joy, 

"  Now  love  drinks  deep  without  alloy ; 
"  Beyond  the  fears  of  more  n-'ihap, 
"  We  gladly  reft  in  glory's  lap. 

9  "  Earth  was  to  us  a  feat  of  war, 

*'  In  thrones  of  triumph  now  we  are  ; 

"  We  long'd  to  fee  our  Jefus  dear, 

"  And  fought  him  there,  but  find  him  here. 

10  "  We  walk  in  white  without  annoy, 
"  In  glorious  galleries  of  joy  : 

*'  And  crown'd  through  everlafting  days, 
"  We  rival  cherubs  in  their  praife. 

11  "No  longer  we  complain  of  Vv'ants, 
'*  We  fee  the  glorious  King  of  faints, 

•'  Amidft  his  joyful  hoils  around, 
"•'  With  all  his  heav'nly  glcry  crown'd. 
la  "  We  fee  him  at  his  tal-le  head 
"  With  living  water,  livh  g  bread, 
"  His  cheerful  guefts  inceflant  load 
"  With  ail  the  plenitude  of  God. 

13  "  We  fee  tiie  holy  flaming  fires, 
*•'  Cherubic  and  fcraphic  quires; 

**  And  gladly  join  with  thofe  on  high, 
*'  To  warble  praife  eternally. 

14  "  Glory  to  God  that  iicre  we  came, 
*'  And  giory  to  the  glorious  Lamb  ; 

"  Our  light,  our  life,  our  joy,  cur  i\\, 
*'  We  now  embrace  fecurc  from  fall. 


206—]        H  Y  M  N     CCCLXXVII. 

15  '*  Our  Lord  is  ours,  and  we  are  his ; 
♦'  Yea,  now  we  ice  him  as  he  is  : 

*•  And  hence  we  like  unto  him  are, 
*'  And  full  his  glorious  image  fhare. 

16  "  No  darlcnefsnow,  no  difnial  night, 
"  No  vapor.r  interceps  the  light ; 

"  We  fee  for  ever  face  to  face, 

*'  The  higheft  Prince  in  higheft  place. 

17"  This,  this  does  heav'n  enough  afford, 
"  We  are  for  ever  with  the  Lord  : 
"  We  want  no  more,  for  all  is  giv'n ; 
"  His  prefcnce  is  the  blifs  of  heav'n." 

1 8  Wiiile  thus  I  laid  my  hft  ningear 
Clofc  to  the  door  of  heav'n  to  hear ; 
A:-.d  then  the  facred  page  did  view, 
Which  told  mc  all  I  heard  was  true  ; 

19  Yet  Ihew'd  me  that  the  heav'niy  fong 
i^arpafles  ev  ry  mortal  tongue, 

With  fuch  unutterable  ftrains 
As  none  in  fett'ring  iiefh  attains  : 
io  Then  faid  I,  "  O  to  mount  away, 
"  And  leave  this  clog  of  heavy  clay  ! 
"  Let  wings  of  time  more  hafty  f.y, 
"  That  I  may  join  the  longs  on  high." 


HYMN     CCCLXXV]!.       C.    M. 
Deftring  to  join  in  the  Song  of  Av gels. 
I  EAR  TR  has  engrofs'd  my  love  too  long, 

'  lis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 

And  to  my  native  Ikit  s. 
a  There  the bleft man,  my  Saviour,  fits; 

TJ>e  God  liow  bright  lie  iliines  ! 
Ard  fcacters  infinite  dejrglits 

Ou  all  the  hiipny     '^-^^ 


HYMN     CCCLXXVIII.        [—307 

3  Seraphs  with  elevated  ftrains, 
Circl-^  tlxe  throne  around; 

And  move,  and  charm  the  ftarry  plains 
With  an  immortal  found. 

4  Jefus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs; 
Jefus,  my  love,  they  fing  : 

Jefus,  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
Sounds  fweet  from  every  ftring. 

5  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  fong. 
And  be  an  a/igel  too  : 

My  heart,  my  hiud,  my  ear,  my  tongue. 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

6  I  would  begin  the  mufic  here. 
And  fo  my  foul  fhould  rife  : 

O  for  fome  heav'oly  notes  to  bear 
My  paflxons  to  the  Ikies  ! 

7  There  ye  that  love  my  Sa,viour,  fit; 
There  I  would  have  a  place, 

Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet. 
So  I  might  fee  his  face. 

HYMN     CCCLXXVIII.       ScVSnS. 

T/jarJjgiv.'ng  Hymn.    (Tune,  Afcenfion.) 
r  SWELL  the  anthem,  raife  the  fong  ! 
Praifes  to  our  God  belong  ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  fmg, 
Praifc  to  heav'ns  Almighty  King. 

a  Blcffings  from  his  lib'ral  hand, 
Pour  around  this  happy  land  ; 
Let  our  hearts  beneath  his  fway, 
Hail  the  bright  triumphant  day. 

3  Lo  !  the  trembling  nations  {land, 
Smote  by  thy  avenging  hand  ; 
O'er  their  wide-extended  plains, 
Awful  defolation  reigns, 


3o8— ]  H  O  S  A  N  N  A  S, 

4  Yet,  to  Thee  our  joys  afcend, 
"I'hou  haft  been  our  heav'nly  friend. 
Guarded  by  thy  mighty  pow  r, 
Peace  and  freedom  blefs  our  ihore. 

5  Kere  beneath  a  virtuous  fway, 
Subjects  cheerfully  obey. 

Here  we  feel  no  tyrant's  rod, 
Here  we  own,  and  worfhip  God. 

6  Hark  !  the  voice  of  nature  fuigs, 
Praifes  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 

Let  us  join  the  choral  fong, 
And  the  heav'nly  notes  prolong. 

[N.   B.  The    above  hymn  did  not  come  to 
hand  in  feafon  to  be  inferted  in  its  proper  place.] 

HOSANNAS  AND  DOXOLOGIES. 

HOSANNAS. 
Long   Metre. 
I   HO  S  ANN  A  to  King  David's  Son, 
Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  throne  ; 
We  blcfri  the  Prince  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Who  brings  falvation  down  to  earth. 
a  Let  evVy  nation,  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  delightful  work  engage  ; 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Zion  ling 
The  growing  glories  of  her  King. 

Common    Metre. 
I  HOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  grace, 

Zlon,  behold  thy  King  ; 
Pi-cclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race, 

And  teach  the  babes  to  fmg. 
a  Hofanna  to  th'  incarnate  word, 

Who  from  the  Father  came  ; 
Afcribe  falvation  to  the  Lord, 

With  bicffings  on  his  name. 


DOXOLOGIES,  [—309 

Shcrt  Metre. 
y  HOSANNA  to  the  Son 
Of  David  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down, 
And  bought  it  with  his  blood. 

2  To  Chrift  th'  anointed  King 

Be  endlefs  hieffings  giv'n  : 
Let  the  whoJe  earth  his  glory  fing', 

Who  made  our  peace  with  heav'n. 
Sevens, 
SING  hofanna  to  the  Lord, 
Hail  the  everlafting  word, 
Tell  his  life,  his  death,  his  love, 
Bow  before  him  now  above. 

DOXOLOGIES. 

Long    Metre. 
TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one. 
Be  honor,  praife,  and  glory  giv'n, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 

Connncn  Metre. 
LET  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  faints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Short  Metre. 
YE  angels  round  the  throne. 
And  faints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blefs  the  I'pirit  too. 

As  the  Ilph    Pfalm. 
NOW  to  the  great  and  facred  three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be, 
Eternal  praife  and  glory  given. 


3IO— ]        DOXOLOGIES, 

Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  Is  known. 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  hcav*n« 

Js  the  148//^  Pfahn. 
TO  God  the  Father's  throne, 
Perpetual  honors  raife, 
Glory  to  God  tha  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praiCc  : 

With  all  our  pow'rs, 

Eternal  King, 

Thy  name  weiing, 

While  faith  adores. 

Eights  and  Sixes. 
TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
Es  praife  amid  the  heav'nly  hoft, 

And  in  the  church  below ; 
From  Vv'hom  all  creatures  drew  their  breath,. 
By  whom  redemption  blefs'd  the  earth, 

From  whom  all  comforts  flow  ! 

Eights. 
MAY  the  grace  of  Chriil  our  Saviour- 
And  the  Father's  boundlc'fs  love, 
With  th:  hcly  Spirit's  favor, 
Reft  upon  us  from  above  I 
Thus  may  v/e  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 
And  poffefs,  in  fweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

Sdvens^ 
■Praifc  the  Father,  praife  the  fon, 
Praife  the  fpirit  cue  in  three, 
Join  the  fong  in  htav'n  begun, 
Glorv  to  the  Trinity. 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Page 

ABSENT  from  flefli !  O  blifsful  thought,      14a 

Adam  our  father  and  ou?  head,  27 

Afilidled  faints  to  Chrifl  draw  near,  81 

Ah  lovely  appearance  of  d<i;ath,  203 

Alas,  alas,  how  blind  I've  been,  ^  166 

Alas  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed,  £75 

Alas  by  nature  how  deprav'd,  3  a 

Alas  what  hourly  dangers  rife,  171 

All  hail  the  pow'r  of  Jefu's  name,  73 

Almighty  God  thy  piercing  eye,  19 

Almighty  maker  God,  196 

Almighty  maker  of  my  frame,  286 

Almighty  Sov'reign  ofthefkies,  278 

Aloud  we  fmg  the  wondrous  grace,  125 

Am.azing  grace  liow  Iwcct  tiie  fourd,  92 

Am  I  a  I'oldier  of  the  crofs,  70 

And  is  this  heav'n  and  am  I  there,  142 

And  muft  I  part  with  ail  I  have,  135 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God,  277 

And  will  the  Judge  defcend,  301 

And  will  th'  offended  God  again,  2  -4 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away,  j8 

Anxious  1  firove  to  iind  the  way,  233 

A  prefent  God  is  all  our  ftrength,  50 

Afcend  thy  throne  almighty  King,  198 

As  the  ferpent  rais'd  by  Mofcs,  38 

Allonilh'd  and  diftref^'d,  27 

As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains,  S'.i6 
At  length  the  v/ifh'd-for  fpring  is  come,         2  c  2 

Attenr"  nay  ear,  m.y  heart  rcjoico,  cci 

Attend  my  foul  the  voice  divme,  j,i. 

Attend  Vv  liilc  God's  exalted  Son,  j  z 

Avv'ake  my  foul  to  joyful  lays,  j  o 

A'AV.kc  my  foul  tunc  tvery  llring,  2  Jo 


3IZ— ]  TABLE. 

Awake  our  drowfy  fouls,  2,60 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear,  14J 

BEHOLD  the  great  eternal  God,  16 

Beheld  the  Saviour  on  the  tree,  231 

Behold  the  fons  the  heirs  of  God,  1 1  ^ 

Befide  the  gofpel  pool,  16  j 

Bleft  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee,  24: 

Blcft  be  the  tie  that  binds,  1 , 

Bleft  Lord  b.hold  the  guilty  fcorn,  ^  loj, 
Blell  Lord  when  darkncfs  veils  the  fkies,       257 

Bleft  Alartha  love  and  joy  exprefe'd,  158 

Bleft  Saviour  by  thy  powVful  v/ord,  130 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow,  ^  -. 
Break  thro'  the  clouds  dear  Lord  and  fhine,  1*78 


Brethren  belov'd  for  Jefu's  fake, 
By  various  maxims  forms  and  rules, 


no 


CHEER  up  my  foul  there  is  a  mercy  feat, 
Children  of  the  heav'nly  king, 

Coa:ie  gracious  fpirit  heav'nly  dove,  87 

Come  holy  Ghoit  my  foul  infpire,  i  -  s 

Come  huinble  fmner  in  whofe  brcaft,  1 67 

Come  let  me  love  or  is  my  jnind,  1 2  ; 

Come  my  foul  thy  fuit  prepare,  ip  \ 

Come  fmners  faith  the  mighty  God,  &?, 

Come  thou  almighty  King,  24S 

Come  ye  finners  poor  and  wretched,  ^o 

Creator  God  eternal ligiit,  i,j  3 

DEAD  be  my  heart  to  all  below,  2Ci 

Dear  f -;;-nd  of  guilty  finners  hoar,  128 

Dc^.r  L'lrd  though  bitter  is  the  cup,  127 

D.rath  with  his  dread  com.mifiion  foal'd,  2S2 
Deep  are  the  wounds  wliich  fai  b.ath  made,      M\ 

L'>;ftruclion's  dangerous  road,  ipj 


T  ABLE.  [— .y.^. 

Pa;/c. 

Did  Chnii  o'tT  finncrs  weep,  196 

Didll  thou  dear  Jcfus  iuffcr  fhame,  96 

Diiinils  us  with  thy  bklliug  Lord,  ^37 

Dread  Sinai  roars  the  man  be  curfl,  455 

EARTH  has  cTgrofs'd  my  love  too  long,      306 
Ere  the  blue  heavens  were  itretch'd  abroad,      30 

EterDal  God  almighty  caufe,  5 

Eternal  God  enthroned  on  high,  215 

Eternal  power  v,hofe  high  abode,  13 

Eternal  fourcc  of  every  joy,  254 

Eternal  I'pirit  fource  of  light,  B  J 

Eternal  wifdom  thee  we  praife,  20 

FAITH    adds  new  charms  to  earthly  blifs,     ici 

Far  from  thy  fold  O  God  my  feet,  315 

Father  divine  thy  piercing  eye,  173 

Father  how.  v.ide  tliy  glories  ihinc,  s  i 

Father  is  not  thy  promife  pledg'd,  'ic,,' 

Father  of  all  thy  care  vv^e  blefs,  I  7-; 

•Father  of  faithful  Abraham  hear,  2  3  ;. 

Father  of  glory  to  thy  name,  6 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word,  /i  ^ 

Father  fupreme  all  nature's  God,  ztz 

Father  whate'er  of  eaithiy  blifs,  171 

Fierce  paflions  difcompofe  the  mind,  176 

Forgivenefs 'tis  a  joyfu'i  found,  6$ 

Frequent  the  dzy  of  God  returns,  z^i 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fcarj,  :  i 
God  from  his  throne  with  pierci.ny  . 
Gc  d  in  the  goiV el  of  his  fon, 

God  mov'.'s  in  a  myfterious  way,  \ 

Go  worfnip  at  Emmanuel's  feci'.  :  ;  ; 

-  Grace  'tis  a  charming  found,  .■  7 

Gracious  fpirit  dove  divine,  i  ^' 
O 


3I4--J  T  A  B  L  I  . 

Page. 

Grant  Lord  I  may  delight  in  thee,  \2Z 

Grt  :it  former  of  this  various  frame,  1 4 

Grci.t  God  of  glory  fhow  thy  face,  2c6 

Great  God  of  providence  thy  ways,  2;^, 

Grctit  God  my  maker  and  my  king,  187 

G-'Lat  iburce  of  being  heavenly  king,  224 

"iAII.  mighty  jefnshow  divine,  46 

Ha*  i;!^e  day  that  fees  him  rife,  107 

Hark  from  the  fky  the  trump  proclaims,  299 

Hark  h(^ar  the  found  on  earth  'tis  found,  165 

Hark  the  glad  found  the  faviour  comes,  56 

Heal  us  Emmanuel  here  we  Hand,  77 

Hear  gracious  fovereign  from  thy  tlirone,  87 

'^  caven  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree,  286 

-  dies  the  friend  of  finners  dies,  269 

•  ;  lives  the  great  redeemer  lives,  6j 

.J  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known,  64 

>  c.'cr;'  ore  that  thirfts  draw  nigh,       .  188 

-  r  J  r_'.ercnd  is  thy  name,  12 

_. i.ort  difpel  our  fadntf-:,  1 7 • 

;  >r-;;r/-.s  to  the  prince  of  iigAt,  i8j 

aw  ani  I  h-ild  :\  prifonernow,  141 

l;^w  olcH  the  righteous  are,  So 

I.Hv  lirm  a  foundation  ye  f  Jnts  of  the  Lord,  1 70 

I  nv  great  how  terrible  that  God,  298 

low  greaT;  our  'glorious  Ihepherd's  love,  26.3 

\yiv'  happy  t': cy  vvlic  knov/  the  Lord,  210 

1  .v.-  loft  was  ray  condition,  39 

:  J  .V  many  andgrea' are  the  foes  which  infeft,  169 

)-.','  ma:?y  veajs  has  map  been  driven,  204 

v.-  prec-r-    'S  ^he  book  divine,  4.3 

.'  '^y  nature  is,  183 

of  men  appear,  198 

"■     ',   :.jv;nds,  63 


T  A  B  L  E.  [—315 

Page. 

I  AoK'D  t!.e  I>ord  that  I  might  grow,  17^ 

T.hovah  reigiiS  his  throne  is  high,  i8a 

jhovah  reigns  let  all  the  earth,  74 

j^-fus  bt-lievip.g  we  rejoice,  149 

Jefuo  lever  of  my  foul,  157 

Jefus  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone,  9S 

Jefus  my  king  proclaims  the  war,  156 

Jefus  our  triumphant  head,  10? 

Jefus  thy  bleillngs  are  not  fow,  9  > 

Jtfus  we  blefs  thy  father's  name,          .  j; ' 

Jefus  we  fmg  thy  matchlefs  grace,  1 5>^ 

Jeiiis  who  knows  full  v/eli,  1 6  "^ 

If  God  had  bid  his  thunders  roll,  ■ 
I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms. 
Indulgent  father  by  xvhofe  care, 

Infinite  exceJl  jncc  is  thine,  >■ 

Infinite  grief  amazing  woe,  z '':  ; 

In  his  own  appointed  ho^r,  iV}. 

In  fm  by  blinded  pafiions  led,  180 

In  vain  my  fancy  llrives  to  paint,  2  S  ''- 

In  vain  the  giddy  world  enquires  2  : : 

Join  all  the  ram.es  of  love  and  power,  i.; 

I  fend  the  joys  of  earth  away,  2;  ' 

I  was  a  grov'Iing  creature  once,  I '} 

1  would  but  cannot  fing,  1 1 4 

KEEP  fJcnce  all  created  things,  <; 

LADEN  with  guilt  and  fuUof  fca:-s, 

Let  v\]  our  tongues  be  one,  ■ 

■  ?t  anxious  doubts  be  heard  no  mo  •- . 

.  t  cariud  minds  the  world  purfue, 

L.t  p'^rty  name?  no  more,  :  ^5 
I.::  t'.'^ie  who  bear  the  Chrif>ian  namfj'         i:f} 

L  x  us  adore  the  grace  that  fecks,  i2i 

Let  us  love  and  iing  and  wonder,  21  y 


3x6—]  TABLE. 

Page. 

Let  Zion's  v/atchmen  allawalsc,  276 

Lo lie  Cometh  countlefstrurrpets,  303 

Lo  I  belioM  the  fcatt'ring  fhades,  295 

Long  have  I  walk'd  this  dreary  road,  ^  138 

Look  dowji  O  Lord  witli  pitying  eye,  197 

Lord  at  thy  feet  we  fmners  l"e,  1 09 

Lord  difmifs  us  with  thy  blcfling;,  238 

Lord  hafi  thou  made  me  kiierw  thy  ways,  71 

Lord  I  am  paln'd  but  1  refign,  283 

Lord  I'm  defii'd  in  every  part,  loi 

Lord  fJxall  we  part  with  gold  for  drofs,  ao2 

Lord  thou  haft  been  thy  children's  God,  6 

Lord  thou  v/ith  an  unerring  beam,  8 

Lord  what  a  crowd  of  anxious  cares,  226 

Lord  what  is  man  extremes  how  wide,  189 

Lord  who  fliall  drive  my  trembling  foul,  146 

Lo  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rife,  2ii 

Love  divine  all  loves  excelling,  76 

Lo  what  a  rapturous  joy  poffcfs'J,  ^fis 

MAN  };as  a  foul  of  vaft  defires,  2-}0 

Mtrcy  O  thou  Son  of  David,  153 

Mcthinks  th:^  laft  great  day  is  come,  300 

'Minft  all  the  prieRs  of  Jtwifh  race,  97 

Mofr  Holy  Lord  I  love  thy  innh,  235 

MuK  ciU  the  chr.rnis  of  nature  then,  213 

My  barns  are  full  my  ftores  increafe,  159 

JS/ly  dear  Rcdecftier  fee,  42 

V  Mv  formr;r  hopes  arc  dead,  220 

.4]\Ty  hti.Tt  has  been  too  long  enfnar'd,  182 

My  foul  dcjl  magnify  the  Lord,  164 

Myfoi:!  v;(«ldfain  indulge  a  hope,  282 

My  times  of  forrow  and  cf  joy,  134 

NO  rr.ore  I  alk  or  hope  to  f;nd,  ai? 

,^  ^\^  tlie  nobles  of  the  earth,  66 


T  A  B  L  E.  [-317 

Page. 

Not  by  the  laws  of  innocence,  53 

Not  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze,  236 

No>v  begin  the  heavenly  theme,  37 

Now  gracious  Lord  tliine  arm  reveal,  249 

Now  a  a  Ibng  of  grateful  praife,  ^5 

No^\  is  the  time  th*  accepted  hour,  69 

Fo-v  let  a  true  ambition  rife,  238 

"^^c^^>  let  our  fouls  on  wings  fublinrie,  211 

Now  may  the  I^ord  reveal  his  face,  46 

I^ow  f.  e  the  rebel  raife  his  eyes,  aco 

Now  the  fliades  of  night  are  gone,  a  j  6 

O  COULD  I  find  from  day  to  day,  14- 

O  could  our  thoughts  ard  wiihes  fly,  2 85 

Of  all  the  joys  which  creatures  knov/,  114 

O  fi:r  a  clofer  walk  with  God,  77 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day,  106 

O  for  a  heart  to  praife  and  pray,  259 

O  for  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fing,  271 

Of  finful  Adam's  numerous  race,  115 

Oft  as  the  bell  whh  folcmn  toll,  287 

O  God  whofe  favorable  eye,  7' 
O  happy  foul  that  lives  on  high, 

O  Lord  by  thy  fuppcrting  hand,  ":: 

O  Lord  how  vile  am  !,  i 

O  Lord  my  beft  defires  fuhil,  i  j,, 

O  Lord  our  languid  fouls  iiifpire,  208 

O  love  divine  what  haft  thou  done,  75 

Once  did  the  fons  of  Abraham  pafs,  2(>4j 

Once  O  Lord  thy  garden  fis^urira'd.  "'-/ 
Once  perifhing  in  blood  I  luy,      •, 
One  avvful  word  which  Jcfus  fpoke, 

One  there  is  shove  all  others,  i^7 

On  man  in  his  own  ii-nage  made,  2,6 

Opprefs'd  with  unbelief  and  fm,  1 75 

O  riehtfcui  God  thou  judge  fi-prem-,  28  T- 


3 1 8—]  T  A  B  L  E. 

Page. 

O  fight  of  ringulfli  view  It  near,  34 
O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  (lore,     yz 

O  that  I  knew  the  fecret  place,  67 

O  that  my  load  of  fm  were  gene,  03 

O  that  the  Lord  would  hear  mv  cry,  131 
O  thou  my  Go. I  who  from  thy  throne  fupreme,  13^ 

O  thou  to  whofcr  ali-fearching  fight,  241 

Our  I're^t  Redecnxr's  gone,  274 

Our  life  how  Hiort  a  groan  a  figh,  288 

Our  Lord  is  rifen  from  tiie  dead,  60 

Our  wWies  would  our  ruin  prove,  pi 

O  v.-retchcd  foul*  who  flrive  in  vain,  174 

PATIENCH  O  what  a  grac?  divine,  127 

Peace  'tis  the  Lord  Jel;ovah's  hand,  i  51 

Plung'd  in  a  gulph  of  dark  defpair,  184 

Poor  finners  little  do  they  think,  15  a 

Pr.-.ifeto  the'Loi'd  who  bows  his  car,  279 

Pr  pare  a  thankful  fong,  189 

Prepare  me  gracious  God,  1 92 

Froflrate  dear  Jcfus  at  thy  feet,  ^^ 

RAISE  thoughtlefs  firmer  raife  thine  eye,      137 

Pv-e-oice  the  l>ord  is  king,  60 

R.l>Tion  is  t'.:e  rh'ef  concern,  144 

Remeniber  us  we  pray  thee  Lord,  236 

Repent  the  voice  cekiciai  cries,  54 

Return  my  rovjnj-  heart  return,  150 

Pvife  Tiay  fni^  ana  firctch  thy  v/ings,  155 

SAJLVATION  'vhat  a  glorious  phn,  29 

'^avicri  •''-".:■•  ,    •.' merit,  67 

8avi;  .                               •  rr.v  foul,  Ii8 

See.    v.-                              ;,dp:-;cft,  79 

See,  grac  ous  •                      •hy  throne,  j.go 
See  hf.'v-'  h-ow                         'ns  the  field,      253 

r,e  how  rude^v.ir:,;..                  J,  25 j 


T  A  li  L  r. 


Sec  hew  tljc  little  toiling  ant, 
See  how  the  wortlikfs  l;j;,mble  flands, 
See  hiinan  nature  funk  in  Hiame, 
See  the  rafh  youth  defil'd  y.kh  fin, 
See  the  vi(Sorious  J<  fus  come, 
Shepherd  of  Ifraelthou  doft  keep, 
Should  box.nteou?  nanue  kir.dly  pour, 
Shoulcl  the  riHr^e  whirlwinds  tear, 
Sight,  hearings,  feoiing-,  talte  and  fmcll, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  a  new  melodious  fong, 
Sin  has  undone  our  wretched  race, 
vSinntr  art   thou  fliJI  ll-cure, 
Sinner  behold  I've  heard  thy  groan,  S? 
Sinners  obey  the  gofpel  woid. 
Sinners  the  voice  of  God  rejrard. 
Smote  by  thy  lavv  I'm  juftly  ilain,  ^ 
ScnKtimcs  a  light  furprifos, 
Sov'reign  of  life  I  owirthy  hand, 
Stay  thou  infuhed  fpirit,  flay, 
Strctch'd  on  the  crofs  the  t"'a\'icur  dies, 
Sure  the  bl.ft  comforter  is  nij^h, 
Sure  'tis  in  vain  to  feek  fcr  biifs, 
Swcftv.r  found-^  t}\m  mufic  know?, 
Swc-ft  glories  ruf]i  upon  n-;y  fic^ht. 
Sweet  was  the  tine  v.-hea-'firff  I  I'At, 
Swell  the  anthem  raife  the  fon"-, 

to' 

THAT  was  a  wonder  vcrkln^  wor<3, 

The  bil!ov/& fwell,  the  windi  are  h'oh, 

The  book  of  nature  open  Jes, 

The  dawn  cf  morning  veih  her  h.    . 

The  day  is  pSfl:  and  gone, 

Thee  will  I  love  my  Lord  ■. 

The  fountain  of  i;^'         '       '  :its^ir. 

The  Cod  who  .  •. 

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The  Lord  my  pafture  fhall  prepare,  224 

The  Lord  proclaims  his  grace  abroad,  99 

The  Lord  receives  his  liigheft  praife,  193 

The  Lord  will  happincfs  divhie,  119 

The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace,  61 

The  moment  a  finncr  believes,  102 

The  new  born  child  of  gofpel  grace,  190 

There  is  a  fountain  ftU'd  with  blood,  4a 

There  is  a  God  that  reigns  above,  20 

There  was  an  hour  when  Chrift  rejoic'd,  240 

Thine  earthly  fabbaths  Lord  we  love,  262 

Though  in  the  earthly  church  below,  153 
Though  troubler  aflail  and  danger?  affright,     78 

Thou  great  phyfician  of  the  foul,  116 

Through  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  hfe,  144 

^^hrough  all  the  various  fhifting  fccncs,  22 

Thus  far  my  God  has  led  me  on,  186 

Thus  faith  the  holy  oiie  ard  true,  178 
Thy  mercy  my  God  is  the  theme  of  my  fong,  11 

Thy  nam.cs  how  ir.nnite  they  be,  7 

Thy  prcfence  gracious  God  afford,  5^37 

Thy  ways,  O  Lord  witii  v/ife  defign,  21 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  fend,  I20 

'Tis  from  the  treafures  orhis  word,  245 

'Tis  Jefus  calls  my  foul  away,  140 

'Tis  the  Lord  thus  far  has  brought  mc,  129 

To  break  the  chains  of  fin  and  death,  51 

To  God  the  only  wife,  179 

To  love  divine  th'  eternal  fong,  147 
' Tv/as  on  that  night  v/hen  docm'd  to  knov/,  269 

'  Iv/as  the  eternal  word  that  fpoke,  235 

UNCLEAN  unclean  and  full  of  Iln,  1 46 

Unvail  thy  boibui  faithful  tomb,  294 

V/AIT  O  n-.y  fuul  thy  maker's  Vv'iH,  10 

Wealth  ic  abkfling  only  lent,  121 


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IVeary  of  ftruggling  with  my  pain,  94 

What  jarring  natures  dwell  within,  a8 

What  myfteries  Lord  in  thee  combine,  27.3 

What  fcenes  of  horror  and  of  dread,  ap  I 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet,  i6x 

What  wifdom  majefty  and  grace,  ^S 

What  wretched  fools  are  they  who  hear,  296 

When  a  black  overfpreading  cloud,  300 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way,  i6z 

When  converts  firft  begin  to  fing,  1I^ 

When  darknefs  long  has  veil'd  my  mind,  iix 

When  death  appears  before  my  fight,  290 

Whene'er  the  angry  pafiions  rife,  83 

When  God  the  patriarch  Abra'm  call'd,  26a 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  z^z 

When  Ifrael  through  the  defert  pafs'd,  43 

When  I  furvey  the  wondrous  crofs,  265 

W^hen  I  the  bleft  Redeemer  fee,  a66 

When  I  the  holy  grave  furvey,  59 

When  on  a  fummer's  fultry  day,  zzy 

When  the  poor  leper's  cafe  I  -read,  100 

When  with  my  mind  devoutly  prcfs'd,  168 

Where  is  my  God,  docs  he  retire,  64 

Where  fliall  we  finners  hide  our  heads,  70 

Wherewith  O  Lord  fhall  I  draw  near,  ^^ 

While  I  to  grief  my  foul  gave  way,  ao8 

While  on  the  verge  oi'hfe  I  Hand*  289 

Who  fiiall  coBdernn  to  endlefs  flauiPs,  36 

Why  do  v.'e  mourn  departing  friends,  291 

Why  fmks  my  weak  defponding  mind,  109 

With  dyisg  want  the  fmner  cries,  zoo 

With  fiery  fcrpcnts  greatly  paiii'd,  133 

With  holy  zeal  and  Chriilian  grace,  a-ZQ 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue,  214 

With  kind  conipaffion  hear  my  cry,  13* 

With  t]:ec  grc.it  Cod  the  ftores  of  lio-^.f.  •?  c  /; 
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T  A  E  L  E. 


YE  glittering  toys  of  er.rth  adieu, 
Yc  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
Ye  fons  of  men  with  joy  record, 
Ye  wretched  hungry  ftarving  poor. 
Ye  worlds  of  light  that  roll  fo  near, 
Yonder  amazing  fight  \  fee, 


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ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly ilcime,        19a 
A  TABLE  OF  TEXTS  of  SCRIPTURE. 


Hymn 

Hymn 

Genefis. 

I  Kings. 

-       •      - 

2,7 

iii.  5.        -        1 10 

Ill 

V.   ZA- 

-        9.^ 

1   Chronicles. 

xvlii.  19. 

21  Z 

xvii.   16,  17. 

iia 

■;-ii.   14. 

94 

Ei^h.T. 

Exodu-^. 

iv.   16. 

204 

..:iv.  6—8.        - 

12 

Job. 

Leviticus. 

vvlii.  ;„  4. 

80 

-•    7—9 

95 

xxlx.   2. 

142 

Numbers. 

Pfalms. 

.".   A      ' 

206 

li.  8. 

251 

.iii.    10. 

96 

iv.   4. 

184 

Deateroii«niy. 

—.6. 

248 

vi.  4. 

I 

vi. 

161 

viii.    Z.        '        - 

229 

xix. 

49 

xxxili.    2;. 

97 

xxiii. 

277 

______      2~. 

15 

xxiv.   7. 

71 

joniua. 

.vxxiv. 

175 

-■ 

213 

xxxvii.  4- 

148 

Judges. 

xxxix. 

35:^ 

109 

xlv.   3—S 

KZ 

1   Sumuel 

xlvi.    10. 

1-85 

- 

132 

li.   II. 

108 

TABLE.                   [- 

■3*. 

Hymn 

Hyn. 

Ixv,  11. 

314 

xvi.  6 2. 

12:' 

Ixxxvii.  5 

343 

xxxvi.  25—28 

111 

Ixxxlx.   I. 

9 

;_37. 

104 

xc. 

3 

xxxvii.  3. 

244 

xcvii. 

89 

Daniel. 

cii.  25—28. 

13 

V.  S,^'- 

186 

cvi.  4,  5- 

292 

—  27. 

168 

evil. 

22 

Micah. 

—  31. 

14 

vi.  6 — 8. 

6a 

cxviii.   iS,  19. 

35'^ 

Habaklcuk. 

cxlx.  9. 

266 

iii.  17,  18.       176 

,283 

—  105. 

48 

Haggai. 

—  117. 

B5 

ii.   7.          -          - 

98 

-.136,15?. 

103 

Zechariah. 

cxxxix. 

5 

xiii.  I.         -        45,46 

Proverbs. 

Matthew. 

viii.  17.  ' 

263 

V.  a — 12. 

30Z 

—  34,  T,5' 

224 

—  44. 

15'' 

Solomon'*  Soi 

g- 

vi.  6.       -       " 

2ir 

i-  3- 

98 

—  10. 

245 

Ifaiah. 

~  33 

297 

I   18. 

55 

viii.  2,  3. 

122 

viii.   13. 

10 

xiii.  3  7 — 42r 

187 

xxiv.  18 — 20. 

369 

—  39- 

313 

XXXV.    lO. 

134 

—  46. 

100 

xl.  6—8. 

312 

.XV.  19. 

2> 

xUv.  23. 

58 

xvi.   26. 

249 

Iv.    I.            -         - 

2-52 

xix.   16 — 22. 

265 

]xiii.   7. 

8 

xxiv.  44. 

36a 

Jeremiah. 

.  XXV.  34. 

374 

iii.   15. 

341 

.—  41. 

373 

viii.  2Z. 

lOI 

xxvi.  26 — 29. 

33a 

xvii.  5 — 8. 

147 

—  41. 

209- 

—  9. 

29 

Mark. 

Ezekicl. 

viii.  34. 

166 

ix.  4-— 6 

347 

-   36.         - 

2A1 

344—3 


TABLE. 


Hymn 

H 

ymR 

ix.  24. 

182 

ix.  6. 

200 

X.  21. 

265 

xvii.  30. 

63 

—  47,  48.       - 

188 

Romans. 

xi.  ao. 

193 

i.  16. 

61 

Luke. 

vii.   19. 

139 

i.  74,  75-        - 

345 

viii.   14. 

105 

iv.  18,  19. 

66 

—  33—39 

40 

vii.  47. 

78 

I  Corinthians. 

ix.  23. 

166 

vi.  19. 

189 

X.   ai,  22. 

300 

xiii.  I — 3. 

153 

—  38— 4a.      - 

194 

XV.  57. 

359 

xii.  16 — 21. 

^9S 

2  Corinthians. 

—  32- 

134 

iv.  18. 

35^ 

xili.  23- 

a39 

vi.  17,  18. 

223 

xiv.  22. 

335 

xii.  9. 

215 

XV.  n — 24. 

247 

Galatians. 

—  3^. 

65 

iil.  28 

151 

xviii.  I — 7. 

196 

vi.  14. 

3^9 

—   13—23.       - 

265 

Ephefians. 

xix.  41. 

243 

i.  3  &c. 

41 

xxi.  19. 

154 

ii.  5- 

54 

xxiii.  34. 

15a 

—  18. 

2 

John. 

iii.  9,  10. 

33 

«•  5>  14- 

33 

iv.   15,  16. 

1^3 

—  12. 

79 

vi.  13—17- 

284 

iii.  14. 

43 

Phiiippians. 

~-  16. 

331 

i.  23. 

358 

•r.  2—4- 

198 

ii.   8,  9, 

73 

vi.  20. 

178 

iv.   4. 

72 

—  67-69 

199 

—  8. 

167 

xii.  32 

67 

—  II. 

216 

xlii.  7. 

24 

Coloffians. 

—  I-T. 

99 

i.  16. 

33 

tW,  6. 

246 

ii.  15- 

73 

—  16,  17,      - 

107 

I  Timothy. 

A<as. 

i.  II. 

39 

i 

i>3  D 

r.  X. 

[-3-:. 

Hymn 

Hymti 

Hebrews. 

I   John. 

r,r.  9. 

35'4 

ii.    I. 

-       77 

vii.  25. 

74 

iii.    I. 

-       -       79 

ix.  a;. 

354 

V.   6. 

-       -       3.^7 

^■39- 

61 

—   21 

189 

xii.  a. 

217 

Jude. 

—  5—11- 

2X8 

verfcs 

24,  25-          2-0 

xiii.  17. 

34J 

Revelation. 

James. 

i.  17, 

i8.         -      3;;!? 

i.  Z7- 

174 

iii.  7- 

-13.       -       5 

2  Peter. 

XX.  12 

:. :    . 

!.    4. 


207 


cii.   16. 


INDEX     OF     SUBJECTS. 

iST.  B.    T.'he  figures  point  to  the  by  mm. 

ADOPTION,  79. 

AJJlidlions,  benefit  of  21 8  ;    longing  for  tt.:  ■■■:' 

vine  prefence  in,  80. 
Afcenjion  oi  Chri!} ,   69,71,130,   131,^7,         : 
AJ'nrance,  prayer  for,  214. 
Atonefnent  and  SaniflificatioH,   3J. 
Auti/Kf,\ov  the  har  veil  the  end  of  tiie  world,  3:  - 
Backslider,  Lis  return,  162. 
^u'ptijm,  hynons  for,  325 — 327. 
Barrennefs  and  indwelling  fm,  123, 
Beatitudes,  302. 
Brethren,  welcome  to,   259. 
Christ,  Aaron  a  type  of  95  ;  scceptance  tli:   ' 
246;  a  covert  from  the  heat  282';  a  founts., 
for  finners  45,  46  ;  an  advocate  77  ;  a  refuge  1; 
temptation  192  J    chai^-ifed  for  us  328;    conu- 
dencein  the  power  of  86;  crowned  Lord  of  all  S7  ; 
eternal   life  in  199;  healing  mercy   in  92;  his 
afcenfion  6^,  71,  1^0,  131,  238,  2^$  5  ^is  call 


^i^—^  INDEX. 

fo  his  deck.  .2?,  3  ;    his  charaifler  from  fcripture 
metaphors  307, ;    his   companionate  'tears  243  ; 
his  death  59,  68,  285,334;    his   divinity    33; 
his  fuhiefs  75  ;   his  gofpel  36  ;  his  humihation, 
exaltation  ?.rd  triumph  73,    338  ;    his  incarna- 
tion 34,    285  ;    his  infancy  38  ;    his  intercefiion 
74,  285,  339  ;  his  kingdom  72  ;  his  love  149  ; 
his  merit  80  ;    liis  rniniftry  66  ;    his  prieflhood 
n8;  his  refurrcdion    S9-,  69,    70,    228,    285, 
32)'^i  334;  1^-is  fcriptural  names    and  titles  304, 
305  ;  his  fovei-eign  call  289  ;  his  fufferings  47  j 
looking  to  him  43,  44,  163  ;    love  to  138,  179  ; 
«ur  example  99,   152,  217  ;  praiie  to  227,  234; 
reigning  334  ;  revealed    to  a  condemned  finner 
128  ;  the  befl:  friend  231  ;  the  bri(;;ht  and  morn- 
ing flar  83  ;  the  chriftian's  refort  undej  difficul- 
ties 2o6j    229  ;  the  chrillian's   fufllciency   102  ; 
the  dcfire  of  all  nations  98  ;  the  good  phyfician 
44,  loi  ;  the  jiead  of  the  church  183  ;  tlie  only 
faviour  31  ;  the  ptarl  of  great  price    lOO;  the 
refuge  of  the  church  76  ;    the  flicpherd  of  his 
people  277  ;  the  way  to  Canaan  119;  trufi:  in  158. 
Chriftiany   complaining    of  remaining  fin   139  ; 
defiring  a  return  of  light  142  ;  doubting  14O; 
hidden  life  of  241 ;  his  armour  284  ;  his  for- 
titude 116  ;    his  love  151  ;    h."s  requelh  208  ; 
his  i-efolution  213  ;  his  warfare  191 ;  in  dark- 
nefs  143  ;  pafTmg  to  glory  172. 
Chrrftians^  and  hypocrites  187;   endangered  by 
tht  world    124;    longing  for  heaven   190; 
the  fons  of  God  79.  Sec  S<:h:ts. 

Churrhy  admifTiOu  to  278  ;  Chrill  its  head  183  ; 
ChriPc  the  refuge  of  76  ;  its  future  increale  25 1. 
Ccj/ifortsj  true  and  falfe  236. 
Conference^  hymn  for  ^'.58 ;  welceme  to  250. 


INDEX.  [—327 

Cjii'e;:!fric!;ty  21 6  ;  and  patience  217'. 

Convert,  2  79  5    "<^^  humbled  2^^  ;    young  i.: 

darknels  137. 
Creation,  old  and  new  221,  290  ;  proves  U:el-~ 
ing  and  perfedlions  of  God  26. 
Creatures,  mutability  of  13. 
Crofs,  foldier  of  83;  of  Chriil  lui 

praifing  at  90;  ftrongtli  iiom  a  v;cvv-  of  ;;•, 
Darkness,  lamented  143. 
Death,  and  heaven  173  ;    adpoin!:ed  to,  all  3- 

of  a  chrjftian,  vieNV  cf  deiiglitful   363  ; 

Chrill   59,   68,    285,   334  ;    preparation 

362;    th-^  Chriilian's  paiTage  to  glory   i; 

the  moment  of  173  ;  thoughts  on  19. 
Declcfijton,  lainented'2j6. 
Decrees,  of  God  6.       ' 

Dedication,  of  a  piac3  of  w  )rni;p,  hymn  for  ;; 
-CfZ/Vr/j/,  in  God '148. 
Defpair,  prevented  177. 
Doubts,  relieved  288.  ' 
Electing  and  fan diify  Ir.g  e : . .       -    ' 
Elc&tion,  40. 
Eternal  Sabbath   324. 
Evening, '^Ci^vxn%  for   318 — ";?. 
Exaltation,  of  Chrill   73,  87". 
Faith,  and  I'lmciiucation  22 !i ;  ar.d  uulieiief  ( .<  ? ; 

connedLcd  wlthfalvation  dx  ;  conquering  12  ■ . 

in  the  power  and  grace  of  Chaiil  86  ;  its 

view  and   expcdlation  112  ;  living  and  d 

238  ;  pow'.-r  of  124  ;  fupcrior  to  fenic  i; 
Fail,  (ji  man,  its  effcJls  lamented  27, 103. 
Family,  prayer,  212. 
Fareivdl,  to  lln  and  tlie   world   250  ; 

body  173. 
i'".-^?,  hymns  for  346,  347, 
Fear,  removed  by  God's  prefence  178. 
For^i'i/er.Jij  j'6. 


p.Z~i  I  N  D  E  X. 

Fon^Sy  vain  without  religion  242. 
Funeral,  hymns  for  356,  357,  364. 
Cod,  above  idols  89;  delight  in  148;  exalted 
abov^  all  praife  1 1 ;  glorious  in  the  falvation 
Oi  Imners  57  ;  his  anfwer  to  a  complaining 
finncr  170;  his  dominion  and  decrees  6  ;  his 
eternity  3  ;  his  goodnefs  14,  230,  331;  his 
holinels  10  ;  his  immutability  13  ;  his  infinity 
4  ;  his  jiftice  230  ;  his  majefty  and  perfec- 
tions 225  ;  his  mercy  9,  1 20,  33.1  ;  his  name 
proclaimed  12  ;  his  omnif/refence  5  ;  his  om- 
nifcicnce  5,  18  ;  his  people's  refuge  and  fup- 
port  15  ;  his  perfedions  harmonious  32,  225  ; 

hisprcftnce  longed  for  80,  181 ; removes 

tVar  178  ; reftored  311  ; '■ with- 
drawn 310;  his   imity  i  ;    his   wifdoni   un- 
fer.rchable  7  ;  reafoniug  with  men  ks  ;  fight 
cf  in  heaven  173  ;  thoughts  on  19  ;  trull  iu 
175,  176,  177,  283;  walking  with  him  93  ; 
will  provide  94. 
Ccfpel,divA  law  31  ;  glorious  39  ;  its  atonement 
?nd  fandliiication  337  ;  its  pcwxr  and  divinity 
240  ;  its  privileges  260  ;  jubilee  37  ;  of  Chrill 
36  ;  prayer  for  the  fpread  of  245  ;  fuited  to 
ail  wants  117. 
Crcrce,  efhcacious  52  ;  ekding  and  fanclif/ing  41 ; 
in  ani\verto  prayer  121  ;  its  fufTiciency  215  ; 
prayer  for  iii,  275,  292,  301  ;  proportioned 
tc  our  need  97  ;  reigning  53  ;  faWation  by  ^A', 
fcvereignty  of  30c  ;  throne  of  293. 
Cra-cny^  r.nd  decency  136. 
Hardness,  of  heart  lamented  129/  • 
Heart,  contrite  144  ;  evil  29  ;  its  hardnftfs  129 ; 

new  created  60. 
Heaven,  aged  ChriPtian  rejoicing  in  a  view  of 
a68  ;  entrance  into  173  ;  longed  for  171,  261, 


INDEX.  [—329 

i^P*  35'^\  profped  of  281;  fong  of  dcfired 

376,  377. 
Holiiiefs,  and  fin  30. 
Ho/>e,  from  the  divine  perfedlions  132  ;  rejoicing' 

in  134. 
Hypocrites^  193  ;  and  Chriflians  187. 

Incarnation,  of  Chrifc  34,285. 

Intsrcejj'wn  of  Chrift  74,  285,  ^^-i,^. 

Invitation  to  fmners  56,  115,  232  ;  to  the  gofpel 

feaft  335  ;  to  youth  263. 
Jews,  prayer  for  253. 

y<3y,  iii  hope  134  ;    in  hope  of  heaven  157  ;  re- 
turn of  135. 
Judgment,  and  youth  262  ;  appointed  to  all  354; 

day  of  313,  368 375. 

Law,  and  gofpel  t,i. 

Life,  eternal  jn  ChriO:  199. 

Light,  breakhig  into  the  foul  127  ;  ceflred  142  ; 

reftoration    of    prayed  for    159  ;  fanning  in 

darknefs  273. 
Lord  s  fupp;r  inftituted  333. 
Love,  Chriftian    151  ;  divine  91,  2CO  ;    eten-: 

praifed  180  ;  redeeming   42,  149  ;    fopcria. 

to  all  attainments   153;  to  Chrift  prafent  or 

ahfcnt  138  ;  to  enemies  152. 

4an,  by  nature,  grace  and  glory  233  ;  his  fall 
27,  103  ;  his  frailty  267,312,  Z^Z  ;  his  mor- 
tality 3,  267. 

-Msr-ay,  Bartinieus'  prayer  for  188  ;  pkaded  for 
^ZZ'')  prevaihng  120. 

jUlieiiiiim,  prayer  for  252. 

I\/liJJi  naries,  pr?.yer  for  255. 

JvLrrr/rrg,  hymns  for  315 31  7. 

Llyjleries.  of  rmvidence  23  ;  to  be  explained  24. 

Kamc,  of  God  proclainiod  12. 


^-G— -J  INDEX. 

Old  age  approaching  267. 
Ortiinaiion,  hymns  for  341,  34i. 

Pardon, and  fan(flification  84. 

Parting  hymn,   I  JO. 

P^/M-f,  154,  155- 

Pf/5/V.'7/f,  pleading  for  mercy  133,  161,  274;  re- 
turning 205,  274. 

Pcrfcv^ance^  85  ;  and  grace  22c  ;  rewarded  219. 

Praife,  at  the  crofs  90  ;  for  redeeming  love  270  ; 
for  the  incarnation  34. 

J'l-rycr,  and  watchfu'nefs  209  ;  anfwered  by  crof- 
ics  2ic;  exhortation  to  197  ;  family  212  :  for 
aiTuraiKe  214;  for  Jews  253;  for  miiTions 
255  ;  for  oppoftrs  of  experimental  religion 
254;  for  relief  from  fui  and  darknefs  280; 
for  reil  in  Chrifl  156;  for  the  Millenium 
152  ;  for  the  fpread  of  ChrilVs  kingdom  245  ; 
importi^nate  196;  Lords  imitated  276  ;  of  a 
penitent  161  :  of  the  fick  foul  141  ;  procuring 
grace  121  ;  fecret  211  ;  -v^aitingin  198. 

Prefinnftioii^  and  d^fpair  27 1. 

Pr;ef,bo'jd,oi  Chrift,  its  excellency  118. 

i^/t.-.'.Vj/.fc^n,  parable  of  247. 

Protfirfes,  great  and  precious  207. 

ProvL^nce,  equitable  and  kind  22 ;  myfterles  of 

23  ;  to  be  explained  hereafter  24  ;  fub- 

mi.Txon  to  iSj  ;  trult  in  21,  25. 

P.  I  D  r.  r  M  E K ,  his  loving kindnefs  8 ;    praife  to  3  3  6. 
P.cde.'i:p:kn,  manifefls  God's  love  331  ;  praif";  for 

270. 
Re^er^£ratl;n^  22 T,  222,  290. 
Psjckhj,  in  a  revival  of  religion  202. 
A'-^.wj,  of  the  heart  174  ;  to  be  firft  attended  to 

297. 
M^fesdar.cs,  64;    from  Chiiil's  fulferirgs  340 J 


INDEX.  [--zy- 

God's  command  to  6^  ;  of  the  Prodigal  6s- 
Reproaches'y  fortitude  undcT  1 1 6. 
Reftgnation,  1 6  4. 
Refolve,  the  fucceMul  204. 
RcJurreeUo.i,  of  Cliriil  $<)y  69,  70,  izS,  285,  1^^%^ 

334  ;  profpca  of  365. 
Retirement ^■&x\<S.  meditation  184. 
RcviiKil^ol  religion,  hoping  for  257  ;  rejoicing  in 

Right eoufnefs,  human,  infufficient  6z. 

Righteous,  their  truft  147.  See  Chrifiam  and  Siiints. 

Sabbath,  hymns  for  321 — 334. 

Sacramental  hymns  328 — 34O. 

Saints y  death  of  ^56 36'!  ;  in  the  wreck  of 

nature  369.      See  ChrrJI.iaiisZ.vA  Righteous. 
Sali'ation,  by  faith  61  ;  by  grace  54  ;  danger  of 

miffing  239.;  free,  invitation  to  232. 
Sanclifuation,  and  atonement,  2>5  '■>  and  faith  226  ; 

and  pardon  84. 
Scriptures,  comfort  from  5 1  ;  of  knowledge  and 

joy  48  ;  fufficiency  and  excellence  of  50 ;  iife- 

fulnefs  of  49. 
Scc'fons,  of  the  year  314. 
Self-denial,  1 6  6. 
Self-cxaminatinn,  1 45. 
Sickitefs,  complaint  and   hope  in   350  ;  general 

349  prail^  for  recovery  from  351 ;   refledlicns 

in  348. 
Sin,  and  barrennefs  123  ;  and  hollnefs  30;  and 

mifery  conneded   366,    367;  bewailed  ixo  ; 

complained  of  272  ;    hatred  of  291  ;  original 

28;  prefTure  of  1 1 3  ;    remaining  complained 

of  139. 
Sincerity,  1 6 7. 
Sinner,  awakened,  lamenting  his  fecurity  203  • 

departing  from  God  247,  part  i ;  found  want- 


Joi— J 


INDEX. 


ing  1 68;  God's  anfwer  to  him  170;  humbled 
going  to  Chrift  204;  lamenting  delay  of  grace 
169  ;  leprous  healed  IZ2  ;  prepare  to  meet 
God  368  ;  repenting  247>  part  3  ;  fubmitting 
to  God  114;  trembling  186;  under  convic- 
tion 247,  part  2. 

Sinners,  dead  quickened  244;  death  of  361  ;  ex- 
poftulation  with  57  ;  in  the  wreck  of  nature 
369  :  invitation  to  56,  115  ;  praifing  the  foun- 
tain of  Chrifl  4?,  46  ;  faved  and  God  glorified 
58. 

S.ul,  burdened  praymg  for  relief  160  ;  enlight- 
ened 127;  more  valuable  than  the  v.orld  249. 

Sf>iritf  dwelling  in  us  189;  experienced  107  ; 
influences  of  ic6  ;  intreatcd  not  to  depart  108; 
joy  in  201 ;  leadings  of  105  ;  prayer  to  16,17; 
prayer  to  God  for  104  ;   withdrawn  109. 

Spirihuil  mitdcdnefs  174. 

Spring,  hymn  for  311. 

SubiniJJlon,  and  hope  165  ;  under  bereaving  pro- 
vidences 185. 

Sufenr.gu  of  Chriil  47.   See   Chriji. 

SuffiMer.  hymn  for  312. 

Tem  ptatxon,  Chrift  a  refuge  in  192  ;  from  the 
v.crld287;  of  Satan  271,  286. 

'J '  v.kf giving,  hymn  for  344,  345>  378- 

'Tixe,  ihortncfs  of  2>5o' 

Tolling  bell,   3  C5. 

Tr'nily,  do<?Lrine  and  ufe  2  ;  hymn  to  2,^6. 

Triiji,  in  Chrift  158;  in  God  175,  176,  177; 
of  the  righteous  147. 

Truth,  and  fmcfrity   167. 

Vaauty,  of  Balaam's  wifh  96;  of  the  world 
146,  248,  299. 

U:n3,kl^e?,  and  faith  182, 

Warning,  to  flee  fi-oai  wrath  83. 


INDEX.  1^2^. 

PViitcbfuhnfs,  End  prayer,  209. 

M'^ inter,  hymn  for  310. 

W'tfdom,  of  God,  fong  to  20 ; wnfearchablc 

7;  waiting-  for  224. 
Works,  vain  without  love  153. 
JVorlJ,    crucified  to   it    329;    danger  of  194, 

parting  with  298  ;  vanity  of  146,  248,  299. 
IVorlJl'mg,  condemned  195. 
IVorJIsip,  beginning  of  294  ;  ending  of  295, 296, 

place  of  dedicated  343. 
Ykar,  new,»hynms  for  307  —  309  ;  feafons  of 

314. 

Toutb,  and  judgment  262;  lovely  falling  fhort 
of  heaven  265;  pleading  for  309  ;  prayer  of 
266;  the  accepted  time  264;  their  encou- 
ragement 263. 

Zeal,  true  and  falfe  237. 

C/"  ^^^-'''^e  *^^^  EdHcrs  ef  this  'volume  frcjlnt  their 
acknoivledgntetits  to  ilofe  ferfm^io  ivhtm  they  are 
indebted  fir  Original  Hymns,  they  beg  leave  to  in- 
firm theff?,  and  their  friends  in  genet  al,  that,  as 
there  is  a  pr'fpeB  another  edition  cf  thefe  hymns 
Kay  be  required,  their  favors  hereafter  tvill  be  re- 
(eii<cd  ivith pleafure,  and  carefully  prefir'uiA. 


H.irfford,  Sept.  lO,   1 799. 

v/  in  the  prefs,  and  will  be  publifiied  the  iTc 
of  Otftober  next, 

A 

FAMILY    BOOK, 

FOR    CHILDREN: 

C&rt^t'ui'ing, 
ill.  The  Hiilory  of  our  Lord  and  Saviour 
Jesus  Christ,  and  of  the  Apoftles,  iciib  Cuts. 
ad.  Dr.  Watts's  Divine  Songs,  together  with 
'  Lis  Moral  Songs,  and  a  number  of  Hymns,   by- 
other  authors. 

3d.  The  Shorter  Catechifm  ;  the  Church  Ca- 
techifm  ;  Dr.  Watts's  Catechifm  for  Little  Chil- 
cren,  and  his  fecond  Catechifm  for  Youth. 
4th.  Morning  and  Evening  Prayers. 
5th.  Rules  for  the  Behaviour  of  Children,  at 
the  meeting-houfoiM^t  fchocl,  at  liome,  at  table, 
in  company,  in  diicourfo,  v^^hen  abroad,  and 
^vhen  among  other  children  ; — vs'ith  Cautions, 
Admonitions,  &c. 

The  defign  f  this  little  bo^-k  is,  to  render  thefudy 

•  cfihs  New  Teftament  pU^Jir.g  to  Children,  arJ  to 

lijjifi  theitr.PtventS'  in  bringing  tl cm  up  to  be  v.fcfvl  ts 

ibemfthes.,  and  to  focicty.       It  Vvill  be  fold  low  by 

fhe  publllher  of  tl^e  pr^-^jnt  volume. 

■'  ^:.   :M   :      ■  '     ' 

Xi^  A  "GUIDE  TO  THE  HEALTH  o? 
C  li  i  LDRE  1*^,"  is  now  preparing  for  the 
p; d.;,  und  will  appear  early  in  November. 


[Orving  to  an  acdJait  ivhich  occurred uftcr  tie  ivcrh 
ivcntiopnfs,  a  fezv  copies  of  tie  65th  Hymn  ti- 
rendered  inaccurate  :   It  funds  here  corrected.] 

nvMN    Lxv.     L.  M.     [See pj^e  ^^:\ 
The  repenting  Frodigal. 

1  LO  !   what  a  rapturous  joy  pcfleil 
The  tender  parent's  throbbing  breafl:, 
'^I'o  fee  his  fpendthrift  fon  return, 
And  heir  him  his  paft  fellies  mourn. 

2  Thus  our  hlefa'd  Saviour  wont  defpife 
The  contrite  heart  for  facrifice  ;   ~ 

The  deep.-fttch'd  figh,  the  fccret  groa:?, 
Rifes  accepted  to  the  throne. 

3  rt¥ meets,  with  tokens  of  hi ;5c;r2cc, 
The  trcnibling  lip,  the  blui']M|g"facs  ; 
His  bowels  yearn  when  fmners  pray, 
And  mercy  bears  their  fins  ^^v■ay. 

4  Whcnfill'd  with  grief,  o'erwhelm'dv/ithfname, 
He,  pitying,  heals  their  broken  frame  ; 

He  hears  their  fad  complaint-,  'ancj  !""■   • 
His  image  In  their  weeping  eyes. 


